Fay Wells: I Would Be Dead in the Stairwell Outside My Apartment, Because Something About Me Frightened This Man With a Gun

Fay Wells:

I heard barking. I approached my front window and loudly asked what was going on. Peering through my blinds, I saw a gun. A man stood at the bottom of the stairs, pointing it at me. I stepped back and heard: “Come outside with your hands up.”