Escamado!
My wife and I were wakened to the sound of gunfire this morning. This is the third time we've heard blasts coming from the same direction in the last sixty days. I always thought that it was the neighbors shooting into the sky, or playing around with Mexican fireworks (palomas). But a friend recently told me that Nuevo Laredo doesn't allow the sale, or use, of fireworks.
What was different today was that we heard about ten consecutive shots fired. There's no snooze button on that; you are up at that point.
So we peek outside but the streets are desolate. We spot a couple of neighbors outside of their houses, trying to find out what happened. Within five minutes of the shots, police sirens are coming in our direction.
I dare venture out of my house only when I see more people standing outside in their pajamas.
At this point, a cop has blocked the street with his patrol car, and taped off the area with the yellow plastic ribbon that you see in every movie crime scene.
I'm thinking, oh crap, somebody's dead.
A neighbor hails me after he/she gives the officer a statement. There I go, in pajamas, with awesome bedhead, and the sleep still in my eyes, to gossip at dawn.
I excuse myself after a while thinking that Pro8News will be here any second, and catch me in my Sunday's best.
Anyway, word is that someone got grazed by a bullet near the face.
We'll see what becomes of this.
Have a good day y'all.