Hot Blog: LITTLE SUMMER LITTLESUMMER wasn't sure what it was that wakened her. Then she heard a noise of some kind, one she didn't recognize. She sat up in bed, her heart pounding. It sounded like a scratching, squeaking sound, and it was coming from her back door! She quietly slipped out of bed, went to her window, and looked down carefully. What she saw made her feel as if someone had wrapped an ice pack around her heart. Someone was there, trying to open her back door!
Gasping for breath, she bolted back to her bed, picked up her phone, and dialed 9-1-1. "Someone's trying to break into my house!" she whispered when the 9-1-1 operator answered. "I can see him."
"What's your address, ma'am?" the dispatcher asked.
Heidi told him.
When the dispatcher keyed the address into the computer, an alert tone sounded. "You're the lady who's been getting the harassing phone calls and whose house was shot at, aren't you?" the dispatcher asked. At the same time, he pushed the "hot shot" button on the radio console, sending out the three alert tones that caused every police officer in the city to stiffen and turn their attention to their radios.
