Because of the pecking order in our KH, my sister, a regular pioneer, was always given the "privilege" of being handed the studies that the elders wives who were pioneers didn't want to take. (Loosely translated, anyone who wasn't from a completely clean cut household, who had greater problems than just finding scheduling time, and who had no transportation of their own to get to meetings.)
So my sis started studying with this one woman who had been off again on again. I started studying with the kids, 6 and 8, who had just been returned to her after being seized by social services. The woman was on welfare, and unbeknownst to us, had had many go-arounds with this congregation...when she got really desperate/broke she asked for a study, knowing that there would be hand outs. No one thought to tell us.
My apartment housed the book study. Naturally, she came along, sometimes with the kids, sometimes without. Gave her lots of time to case the place. To make a very long story short, it turned out she was attending the study, going home and getting high with a neighbour, no intention of "taking the truth". We didn't know this until much later though.
The week it happened was a March when I was auxiliary pioneering and had taken days off from work for full service days. It was the first one, Monday, I got home from service to a message on my answering machine that my Grannie, newly moved into a long-term care facility, was in a diabetic coma. In the hours it took me to go and deal with her, they broke in and stole a bunch of stuff. The police, when they came to take the report, said it looked like a classic "break-in for drug money" type of thing...the items stolen were easily fenced. The one thing that confused me (and at the time I still didn't figure her) was that my Kingdom Melodies CD was taken...I thought the thief was particularly stupid for that (even as a dub I couldn't figure resale value on that). At the time, I thought it was kind of odd that there I was pioneering for Jehovah and this kind of thing could happen (of course it would be my fault not God's, because God doesn't do bad things...).
Shortly after that I discovered her mistreating her kids. I told her that I knew she was hurting them and that if I saw it again I'd go to social services (her greatest fear). She got fairly violent/angry and kicked me out of the house (I wasn't hurt, I was probably twice her size and she wasn't so stupid as to actually put herself in line for me to press charges).
I can't prove it was her, but I can see no other possibility. It may have been a random break-in, but I was out of my normal schedule and only people who knew me, knew that. I would have been home then, and I did leave lights on when I wasn't. And the fact that my Kingdom Melodies was taken...
Fortunately I had tenant's insurance and was able to replace everything. Nothing gets rid of that feeling of violation very fast though.