
The jewellery was replaceable, but in the drawers the robber had emptied were macaroni necklaces from her kids, their first teeth and first curls, christening crosses, baby photos-invaluable to her and completely worthless to a thief. Tony paced, repeating, “It’s okay.” Sherry raced to her closet and broke down in tears. Sherry went to the bedroom, where she saw the carnage: drawers flipped, belongings strewn everywhere, a curtain rod bent, and mud on the carpet, white silk drapes and $9,000 sofa. She ran into the foyer, where she met Tony, who confirmed her fears that they’d been robbed. In the foyer he turned, stepping over the Halloween candy Sherry and Tony’s son had meticulously arranged on the floor, walked to the family room at the back, opened the French doors and, a few minutes after he’d entered, was gone. He then walked calmly down the stairs, his bag bulging with over $100,000 in rings, watches, diamond and pearl necklaces, collectible coins, and more. He went through the master bathroom, their son’s room and the spare bedroom, and rifled through the linen closet.
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He went to Sherry’s closet first, then her husband’s, dumping drawers full of jewellery and valuables into a backpack. He had scaled the backyard fence, then climbed up the cornerstones to the second storey, somehow swung onto the balcony and used a crowbar to pry open the window. Meanwhile, a stranger, dressed in black and wearing a dark baseball hat, stood in her bedroom. She didn’t know what she’d do if she encountered a burglar, but in the moment, she didn’t care. Sherry instructed Vigilarm to dispatch the police, called Tony and then, leaving her kids with the tutor, sped the seven kilometres home, weaving through rush-hour traffic and running amber lights down Yonge Street. Tony, a manufacturing executive, stayed at work on Wednesdays until 7 p.m., and the nanny always left at 5. and 6:30 p.m., just as it was getting dark outside, the house was empty. If she were being robbed, the timing made perfect sense: every Wednesday between 5 p.m. At the time, Sherry was at the Richmond Hill Public Library with her 11-year-old son and 14-year-old daughter for the kids’ weekly tutoring sessions. So it came as a shock when, at 6:06 on the evening of Wednesday, November 6, 2013, Sherry received a call from her alarm company, Vigilarm, informing her that the second-storey master bedroom window had been opened. In home security–speak, the place is a “hard target,” meaning most thieves will take one look and move along. It’s owned by a middle-aged couple named Tony and Sherry, who asked that we not publish their last name, and is equipped with every security measure on the market: eight interior and exterior video cameras, reinforced locks, motion detectors in all rooms, a siren, contacts on every window hard-wired to a central response station, glass-break sensors, a 1.8-metre-high wrought iron fence with a buzzer system at the front and a brick retaining wall at the back.


The Fort Knox of Thornhill is a stucco mansion with a mansard roof, front-yard fountain and U-shaped driveway on the area’s most coveted street.
