My mother and I were out shopping this afternoon when my mother received a call from her husband saying that that a man claiming (truthfully) to be a detective had called him, telling something about our house being surrounded by police. My nine-year-old brother was home alone at the time, and of course my worried mother called him and kept him on the phone as long as possible during the drive back to our house. According to my brother, there were no police officers outside. Aside from an automated emergency call instating a neighborhood lock-down, all seemed normal. Mama back and forth on her phone w/ dad and Logan.
When we got within two blocks, we were detained due to a road block managed by civilians. My mother pulled up to the curb and approached them, telling about my brother. After a moment, a cop drove down from further up the street, pulled over and got out, speaking with my mother, asking for information and helping to bring my brother out of our house and to us. During this time, I saw several police vehicles drive past the roadblock and up the street. After many minutes, a Crime Scene Investigation vehicle pulled up behind our car, my brother in the passenger seat.
Soon after being reunited with each other, the road block was dismantled and we drove slowly up the street to our house. Walking back along the way we had come from were police in tactical dress with guns and ammunition slung around their shoulders. It is quiet now. The neighborhood has reclaimed its quiet.
The police have left, but not after visiting our home and checking in with us, talking with us and answering questions. Someone had called the police from a Skype number, said that someone at our address had been shot and that someone was being held hostage. It was a hoax. The police are following up on it. Everyone's fine. What a day.