One would suspect that the Chilton home would be gone. Who could live in a house where the terrible smell of cordite and burning meat lay heavy in the air? And as Hillhurst is mostly commercial now, I figured as such. But there, behind those vans, that Enterprise RentACar—
—that’s the Chilton home if ever there was one.
Interestingly, three weeks later one John E. Westover killed a man in a bar fight on Vermont Avenue; Westover’s address is listed as 1612 Hillhurst. Evidently the Chiltons got out and rented to whomever would take the blood-soaked home. Perhaps the house is clean now, Hank’s madness having inserted itself into Westover, with predictable results.