“Ethan, I… I was just defending myself!” I exclaimed at him.
“Call 911 now!” Ethan exclaimed to me.
I took my cell phone from my pocket and saw that it was Timothy who was on the other side of the line, so I said: “I’m going to call emergency now,” and killed the call.
I dialed the emergency and the operator picked on the first attempt: “911, what’s your emergency?”
“Hello, I’m at the Brown manor and a gun was shot, hitting two women. You need to come here fast!” I told the operator.
“Fine, ma’am. We’re sending an ambulance and a police unit to the place. Are you hurt?” she asked me.
“Me? No, not me, two other women,” I told her.
“We will arrive in five minutes, ma’am,” the operator said and cut the call.
Ethan was running from one side to another in the house. He went to fetch bat
