ONTARIO, California (Reuters) - As her husband stalked around the back yard, upending chairs and screaming about demons, Nancy Schrock knew he was unravelling fast. She dialled the police.
“He needs to be in the hospital,” she told a 911 dispatcher. It was 10:24 p.m. on a Thursday in June 2012. “He’s really, really, really bad.”
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