I just looked out of my window and saw men dressed in dark colors pointing guns at my neighbor's apartment.  While I watched them break down his door, I thought of a couple of different scenarios that might be occuring:

#1.  He's probably part of a mafia drug ring, who has multiple warrants out.  He moved to Arizona to escape the big city hustle and to leave his life of crime behind him.  But of course, where Danny went, trouble followed.  One more score, Danny, and you can retire to a life of complete luxury.  Everything will be taken care of, and you'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of your life.  Somebody ratted him our.  There was a mole in the family, and now he was going down.  Not without completing the job though.  That had been accomplished.  It was the largest wad of cash Danny had ever held in his hands before.  He would leave the country and start a new life.  But, the cops were onto Danny and they started 24-hour survelliance on him.  One mistake:  he told his girlfriend his real name.  Now they were on him, like a pack of wild dogs, ready to rip him apart for his life of crime.

#2.  I think I saw him burying a large box in the courtyard.  Maybe it was full of stolen artifacts from museums around the world.  I knew better.  It was the severed remains of his mother, freshly murdered in his house.  The bloody corpse, the soaked linens, everything ever used against him was in that chest.  They had a warrant, and they were going to find what they were looking for.

#3.  He's a spy…

Well, shit, I guess it was just some guys robbing his house.
I wonder if Danny's okay?