She bolted upright, Missy’s alarmed tone waking her instantly. She grabbed for the nightstand drawer, fumbled for the knob and yanked it open. She felt for her gun and grabbed it. “Black SUVs just blocked off both ends of the street.” Missy lowered her voice. “I was people watching out the window and saw them. I was kidding about the damn cookies.” Kat kicked off her covers. “They wouldn’t be SWAT. They use vans.” She rolled out of bed. “You said black?” “Yeah. No lights or anything. They are just sitting there and nobody got out.” Kat made out her friend’s shape near the doorway. “Do you think they saw you?” “No. I was trying to clear my mind before bed and sometimes that hunky guy down the street goes jogging at odd hours. That’s when I saw them pull up. I got out of bed for a better look. There are two on each end of the street, parked side by side, blocking the road.
