Work vehicle, so can't put gps on it. He just called me back with a valid explanation of his location, which I can't detail here because I'm trying to maintain security in the midst of needing support. But it is valid and verifiable, so I'm OK.
Except I'm not OK, apparently, because I'm on here asking perfect strangers how to tell me how to trust my WH. This sucks, big time. Not how I wanted to live my life, but I am thankful for the forums. Roller coaster of emotions continuing, because this time it is "real" recovery for us, not rugsweeping, and it is understood that the M is at stake now. Scared to find things, scared to not look, angry as a hornet, sad, hurt, expecting something bad to happen even though he is truly remorseful and transparent. Ugh.