 Why did the teenagers in the schoolyard all throw their weapons away at the same time?
The police cars and the getaway car passed one another, with everybody shooting like the ships in pirate movies. At about ten-fifteen, neighbors heard shots from the Higgins residence, a two-story one-family pink stucco affair in the middle of a block of similar homes. Mr. Higgins, it was learned later, had suddenly erupted from his bedroom, brandishing a .30-.30 hunting rifle and, being annoyed at the shrieks of his wife and sister, had fired seven shells at them, killing his wife on the spot and wounding his sister in the hand and shoulder. The police fired tear gas shells at the house, but it was a windy day and all the windows in the Higgins house were either open or broken.
 The weapons became too cold to touch.
 The police were coming and they needed to get the weapons out of their possession.  They didn't want the approaching children to see them holding weapons.  Judy was a suitable lookout and kept them distracted by yelling, "Fuzz!"  The weapons became too cold to touch.