Chapter 55The police charged the house.
Falcone heard the screams when he was closer. He and Richards stood on either side of the opened front door. Guns drawn.
Richards pointed at herself, then held up a finger. She wanted to go in first.
Falcone, not thrilled with the idea, nodded. He had her back.
Sanchez and Clarke were headed around back. They would meet up with the lieutenant, and other officers.
Richards gave a bobbing head count. One. Two…
On three she pushed off from the side of the door, got low, and entered the house. Falcone stayed upright. He followed behind her. Arms extended, finger by the trigger, both eyes open.
Closing an eye was not recommended. Look where you are shooting. Squeeze the trigger. The bullet should hit where intended.
Light was on in the back. Richa
