Worse, the shooter was still on the loose, and it seemed only a matter of time before he'd come after John-or someone else in the family-again. Overnight, the Busbys went from being the "family next door" to one under twenty-four-hour armed guard, with police escorts to and from school and no contact with friends. The blasts that followed tore through his face and left him clinging to life. Her police officer father, John, was driving to his midnight shift when someone pulled up alongside and leveled a shotgun at his window.
Then, in the space of a night, everything that was normal about her life changed. When Cylin Busby was nine years old, she loved Izod shirts, the Muppets, and her pet box turtle.
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