Prompted by a recent post from Tyellas.
In which she spoke of a terrible murder near where she lives. Such a thing un nerves a whole community for ages.
Me an G were once questioned by police in relation to a murder, not of course, as suspects, but as witnesses.
We used to live around the corner from a 24 hour gas station/milkbar/grocery store. One hot summer's night we couldn't sleep and went to the store around midnight for ice-cream.
Once there, we saw my Aunt's sharefarmer fueling up a car that wasn't his, and behaving strangely. G walked up and started to talk to the guy, and his daughter and boyfriend shot out of the store, bundled the guy into the car and took off.
Only later did we realise we were the last people to see him alive, and like the store staff from that evening we were questioned by local police. It was at this time the man's strange conversation of the evening made sense. His daughter and boyfriend had kidnapped him and killed him within the hour. All over some money invested in a trucking business...sad. To have your own child kill you.
Me an G were once questioned by police in relation to a murder, not of course, as suspects, but as witnesses.
We used to live around the corner from a 24 hour gas station/milkbar/grocery store. One hot summer's night we couldn't sleep and went to the store around midnight for ice-cream.
Once there, we saw my Aunt's sharefarmer fueling up a car that wasn't his, and behaving strangely. G walked up and started to talk to the guy, and his daughter and boyfriend shot out of the store, bundled the guy into the car and took off.
Only later did we realise we were the last people to see him alive, and like the store staff from that evening we were questioned by local police. It was at this time the man's strange conversation of the evening made sense. His daughter and boyfriend had kidnapped him and killed him within the hour. All over some money invested in a trucking business...sad. To have your own child kill you.