For such a tiny place, there was a lot of beef brewing under the surface.

Believe me, the story isn't romantic, is it? The story in this town is the town itself.

There are stories and backstories of people who hate each other.

Oil and gas people hate the farmers and the farmers hate the Then you have five Hutterite colonies around here.

The church hates the Hutterites.

There's one Catholic church out here.

And the real hardcore church members have made it so uncomfortable for the moderates that they have to conduct a church service Saturday afternoon for half the group and another service Sunday morning for the other half.

And his school, well, it's a lot less hospitable than it was before Romano arrived.

Their neighbor, Hugh Everding, was awoken by the commotion, too.

Like Brad and Arlene, he saw the whole thing from his front yard.

There were two cops parked in front of my house, another one at the intersection.

There were cops everywhere.

They all said out of nowhere, five vehicles came out of nowhere and shot right up to the school.

I

heard over the broadcast or over the loudspeakers, it sounded like they were asking for a specific person.

So maybe I thought maybe they were harboring a fugitive.

Their neighbor, Hugh Everding, was awoken by the commotion, too.

Like Brad and Arlene, he saw the whole thing from his front yard.

There were two cops parked in front of my house, another one at the intersection.

There were cops everywhere.

They all said out of nowhere, five vehicles came out of nowhere and shot right up to the school.

Dozens of cops plowed into the school grounds, bursting through the construction fencing, speaking to the cult through loudspeakers.

Brad and Arlene, for their part, could barely believe what they were seeing.

The SWAT truck went through the fence and then they played their recording.