Harlan Murray stood in front of his Old Bird’s Mill Road house, aiming a .22-caliber revolver at a man he just saw shoot a police officer in the head.
“Get down,” he yelled.
The man kept walking toward his home, where moments before Murray had been holding a yard sale. After spotting the gunman, he rushed his mother, wife, sister and a yard-sale customer inside, grabbed the gun and shut the door behind him.
“Get down,” he yelled again.
The man kept coming.
