The doorbell rang repeatedly and Owen wondered who was being so impatient, so early on a Saturday morning. He got out of bed and pulled on his shorts, then strode out of the bedroom. He jogged down the stairs, trying to get to the door faster and see who had disturbed his sleep, and still wasn't relenting.
He swiped the screen on the door and his heart skipped a thousand beats when he saw two cops at the door.
Cops?
"What the f**k?!" he cursed under his breath.
He did a quick sweep of the house with his eyes, to make sure nothing implicating was in sight, then he opened the door just a sliver, blocking the tiny space with his large frame so they wouldn't be able to look inside.
"Good morning, Mr. Owen." "Can I help you?"
One of the cops brought out his badge and flashed
