From yesterday’s Tribune:

With her six children and husband tucked into bed, Yee Moua was watching TV in her living room just after midnight when she heard voices — faint at first, then louder. Then came the sound of a window shattering.

Moua bolted upstairs, where her husband, Vang Khang, grabbed his shotgun from a closet, knelt and fired a warning shot through his doorway as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He let loose with two more blasts. Twenty-two bullets were fired back at him, by the family’s count.

“It’s the police! Police!” his sons yelled.

Khang, a Hmong immigrant with shaky command of English, set down his gun, raised his hands and soon was on the floor.

The gunmen were a police SWAT team that had raided the wrong address because of bad information from an informant.