“I think we’re going to need a warrant.”
Inside the house, something crashed.
Glass shattered.
Someone screamed.
Then another voice.
Not my mother’s.
Not my father’s.
A man’s voice.
Unknown.
The sheriff’s head snapped up.
“Who else is in there?”
No answer.
Deputies immediately moved into position.
The atmosphere changed instantly.
This was no longer a family dispute.
This was potentially criminal.
