Jack's Story

Half a Month Ago

"Half a month ago my father died from drugs. You see he loved heroine." Jack says. "He blamed my ma's death for it. He always called her a bitch for not pulling through leaving him with me. He also blamed me for her death saying I was the cause of her losing her fight with the cancer. He beat me so when I went to his grave the words that rolled out of my mouth was 'You finally got what you deserved you dirty bastard.'"

"Imagine it your dad once loved you and spoiled you and then mom is severely sick and your ignored and always whine because your mom is not going to live and you know it, then your dad starts slamming you against a wall, trying to strangle you, beats you and throws you outside when when you step inside after school." Jack continues. "When I came home I noticed my wife was acting a little strange. I told her I have to go to work. She responded by saying that would be all right I guess just hurry the fuck up and get home. I told her I would. At that very second I remembered something my dad told me. If your woman is acting strange keep a eye on her. I walked up to her and hugged her. I took a whiff of cologne and I knew who's cologne it was. My best friend Michael.I told her' Don't go off cheating on my while I am gone.'The look on her face confirmed a lot but I needed to plot on how to kill her and Michael and find a time to kill them. Their treachery towards me should be returned ten fold."

"Wait their was another person dead?" the detective asked.

"What else do you think? Your a detective. Hell I will tell you where to find Michael's body when I finish telling you what you want to know. So please shut the fuck up."