chapter 4 Lassy Hunter
"Give it up leon. Thers nothing you can do." the chief said as he put
a hand on leons shoulder. Leon shrugs it off.
"HE KILLED HER! You know it, I know it, Hell all of friend LA knows it!"
He yelled. The chef sighed.
"Yes he killed his wife, but we have no hard evidence agent him.
We have no wepon, She was killed in their bed room so any finger
prints fond can't really be used agents him. He has a rock sold alibi
and about 5 credible witnesses. theirs nothing we can do." leon slamed
the door as he walked out.
"DAMN IT!" he yelled as he got into his car. As he drove home he thoht
about his latest case. Lassy hunter, 28. wife of nelson hunter 5months
pregnant to twins. brutally murdered in her own bed. Multiple wonds to
the head from a blunt object. She had been asleep. he barely registered
that he had gotten home. Getting out of his car he left his sweat
shirt and locked the doors. 'D can watch criss for the night.' he
thoht as he started to run.