Guns

Shooting on Clifton Place, Brooklyn.

I was studying molecular Biology around noon today when I suddenly heard a couple of helicopters fly by. That's a little odd, I thought to myself, usually they only come by if there's a crazy traffic-jam (like during the black-out) or something like that. Or at night, scanning for fugitives with those big head-lights. But I don't think I've ever seen that in this neighborhood, at least not on this side of the park or this time of day. Then, Viveka (my sister, she lives about ten blocks down) called.

Viveka: "There was a shooting on my street! In the building next door!!"
Me: "No way!! What happened?"
Viveka: "We just heard about seven shots and saw a guy run into the building that's being renovated next door, cops are here and the ambulance took out a guy who got shot from that building.... and then we heard shots again and all the cops ducked and took cover behind their cars, but the shots were from another block...."
Me: "Woah, you sooo can't tell mom about this"
Viveka: "I'll tear down the yellow crime-scene tape if it's still up by the time she comes over."

This story in the news: "Man Gunned Down In Front of Neighbors"