My friend's father is a world renowned wood instrument maker. He has a shop in Belmont that he's occupied for 30+ years, that dates back to 1915. He recently had a stroke, and his son and I have been helping organize things while he's out of commission. Last night we moved a shelf, and discovered some bullet holes in the wall. His father told us the story. Sometime in the early 80's someone broke into the shop and tripped the alarm. The responding officer entered the front door and saw the burglar escaping out the back door. He fired 2 warning shots into the ceiling, and then 2 more into the wall. Of a building that has an apartment upstairs. Nothing like expending 2/3 of your ammo into the air, with an unknown backstop, while chasing an unknown suspect at night.