The sirens cut through the quiet like a scream no one was ready to hear. One moment, it was routine; the next, the world tilted, and nothing felt safe anymore. Neighbors stepped outside in slippers and fear, watching a familiar car surrounded by strangers in uniform. A name floated through the cold air, breaking hearts before facts could. Renee. Not a headline, not a statistic, but a life suddenly paused on an ordinary Minneapolis block. Mothers clutched their children a little tighter. Phones rang with questions no one could answer. Somewhere, three kids waited for a door that would not open, for a voice they would not hear again, as the day that began like any other turned into the one they would reme… Continues…