We stood frozen by the foot of the stairs, and my father-in-law was aiming the gun at the door. An FBI agent came in with a gunshot wound on his shoulder. He closed the door and locked it. He hid behind the wall opposite my father-in-law and aimed his gun at the door as well.
" Mam, please go and hide. We are under attack. I've called for back-up, but it will take a few minutes for them to arrive. Some of my men are dead. There are at least five armed men outside. One of them is Dylan Wilson. There's a woman inside the car, whom I presume is his sister Jenny." The Agent told us. I clung to Collette tightly and prayed to God that the police come soon.
Then the door blew off. It was shot with a shotgun. Pieces of the wood flew to the living room, I didn't realize Collette, and I are screa
