Whokilledhim Stories

"You're Detective Johnson, am I right?" He said, knowing he was correct. I said nothing, as he already knew everything about me. "Where's my brother, Melissa?!" the man yelled, beginning to loose his temper. "Gone," I heard myself whisper. I felt his clenched fist strike my face, immediately followed by the sour taste of my blood.

Governor Antonio Nuevo was always kind to everyone. He made sure that his people are always in good hands and are far from any harm. He worked hard to reach his goal and helped others to reach their own goals, too. He was an understanding son, a caring brother, a loving husband and a selfless father. All of a sudden, he was shot seven times by a riding-in-tandem. Was it framed? If it was, who killed him?

It'll started the night that it happened. The night that he died. Now we have to deal with a murder on the lose. Will she/he ever get justice. Somedays I'm perfectly sane other days I'm questioning my sanity.