6:15 I walk downstairs to get in my car just as always. As I make it to the bottom of the stairs, I see three police cars. Right in front of my car (near the next apartment building across the lot) there was an officer talking with someone. That's all I could see. It was still pretty dark outside. Honestly, my first thought was, "Ok. One of these guys has to move so that I can go to work!" Right about that time, I heard a police officer yell,
"Ma'am. You need to go back inside to your apartment....NOW!"
That's when I just froze, looked at him, and said, "Ok..."
I ran upstairs, got Andrew, and called into work to tell them that unfortunately, I would be barricaded in my apartment until further notice. Honestly, my heart was racing just a little. What could be so bad out there that had that police officer in such a fuss?? Andrew and I turned the news on to see if anything was up, but really didn't find out much. We called the front office to the apartment complex, not really expecting to get anyone on the phone. However, we were a little concerned to reach a REAL LIVE answering service. Apparently, a LOT of residents were calling and they had to use a corporate service to handle all the calls. Ok...
So, Andrew and I then proceed to keep "re-checking the situation." Andrew would look down the stairs, with me yelling in the background, "BE CAREFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!" Around 7 am, Andrew noticed that people were getting in their cars. After he walked me to my car, I went to work...still not knowing what was going on.
While I was at work, Andrew did some snooping and found out the deal. Apparently, there was a domestic dispute and the guy ran into the woods with an automatic rifle...(a.k.a. machine gun) Seriously???
Yes, seriously.
Andrew's exact words: "We're moving."
