moving on.
the wounds are slowly begining to heal. two weeks ago when i was sitting in the chair of the detectives office i was asked one question that will forever have its place on my mind. "do you know of anyone who would want to hurt ryan?", they asked. at the time i gave a name, a name in which will haunt not only me, but the family and those who loved ryan as much as i did (do)forever. the name that was given was the name of my closing supervisor, kevin martin. two days ago i recieved a call from casey asking me if i was alright. boggled by the question, i asked what was going on. casey then went on to tell me that a man was arrested for the murder of ryan in san antonio, but two more were still out there. i asked casey if i knew who the guy was and he quickly told me yes, and that it was my closing supervisor kevin martin. kevin has yet to be found, but i cant wait until he does. all three men involved in this horrible tragedy are being charged with capital murder which mean either life in a maximum security prision, or the death penalty. i have yet to understand why such a horrible thing could have to such an amazing man, but i am slowly realizing that it could have happened to anyone. ryan was murdered for doing his job. kevin took his ridiculous grudge to a level no man should ever come to. i have still yet to cope with the fact the kevin had the balls to show up to that funeral and hug us all telling us how much he loved us and how sorry he was. all i can say is, goo luck in hell kevin. theres a lovely seat waiting there for you and i hope you suffer. what goes around comes around!
ive been up at sam for the past week and a half playing soccer. its been absolutely amazing. i still have yet to regain my touch, but with a little time, i will get there.
<3 britt
ive been up at sam for the past week and a half playing soccer. its been absolutely amazing. i still have yet to regain my touch, but with a little time, i will get there.
<3 britt