Matt gets the job done

Back in the day, I did a brief stint with the Philly police. It was a bad time -- drugs and corruption were rampant and threatening to turn the City of Brotherly Love into a cesspool of blood and cocaine. One of the murder cases I landed involved a murdered cop, and the only witness was a little Amish kid. The kid fingered another cop, and all hell broke loose. The corrupt cops came after me and the Amish dude. I fled with him and his mom to Amish country, where I protected the little dude as well as the Amish way of life. I even found time to get a little something-something from the dude's mom, the local Amish widow.

All of the previous paragraph is to explain that the Amish owe me, so when I issued a call for folks to come finish the house, well the response was amazing.