The atmosphere was hectic, police sirens in the distance growing louder as they got closer, the lights flashing red and blue have blanketed the usually quiet street in Boston Massachusetts. Behind the police line a mother is hysterically crying over the death of her 17 year old son Michael, who was shot to death about 15 feet from his house. The smell of freshly cut grass filled the air, but was spoiled with the residue of gun smoke.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I need you all to take a few steps back please" officer Higgins loudly announces as he and fellow officers push the lines back to allow more space for the mother to grieve over her son.
"My baby!" She cries out, tears falling all over his cold face. She looks down and sees his lifeless blue eyes, as she runs her fingers through his dirty blonde hair she takes a moment and then looks toward the sky, doesn't say a word but everyone knows she's praying.
"Mrs Johnson, I know this is a very tough time for you, but may we ask you some questions?" Detective Spears asks, as she's being consoled by her Ex-Husband. The Ex Husband doesn't seem to show any hint of sadness, despite the fact of looking down at his own dead son, he appears almost satisfied by the fact. What's going on here? The thought rattled around spears mind.
"Yes, yes you can" her voice soft, trying to catch her breath in between words as she attempts to dry her eyes, but the tears keep flooding out. "Why would anyone want to do this to my baby?" She asks and almost like a spark it sets off a fountain of tears and a lot of anger.
"That's what I'm here to find out, and I assure you, we will find the people who did this and bring them to justice, I promise" and just as Spears finishes the sentence he catches out of the corner of his eye, a smile on the Ex-Husbands face.
"Is there something funny to you Mr?" He asks with an irritated tone, as he looks him up and down trying to find anything to possibly tie this man to the scene.
"Nothing Officer. Y'all know how many murders we have round these parts that don't get solved?" He asks staring intently, looking for a sign of weakness. "This is going to be another one of those cases"