Who's Looking Through The Window?

This morning, right before Bryan and I were heading downstairs for breakfast, I saw someone peeking through the window next to our front door. I saw a little badge on the black uniform and yelled back to Bryan that there was a policeman at our front door. Bryan didn't believe me, so he went to our bedroom window to look out, and saw the squad car in our driveway. Just then the doorbell rang! Both of us had no idea what was going on. I opened the door (in my pajamas!) with Bryan behind me, and the officers told us that there had been a hit and run in the subdivision behind us, and the witness saw the car stop at a house near ours. Plus the cops said that one of our neighboors said we had a car that fit the description of the vehicle they were looking for; a black GMC pick up truck. Bryan jumped right in to say that he had a grey Ford, but they wanted to see if for themselves. So Bryan had to open the garage door for them to peek inside... they even felt the hood to see if it was warm! Luckily they believed us, and went on their way, but it was a weird feeling to see the police at your house at 7:30 in the morning.