When she came out and closed the distance between them, he stopped sobbing and turned to face her. There were stains on his cheeks, almost like he had been crying for a while. He took a few breathes and then spoke up." I never told anyone about how I died. How I was killed and I need to tell someone." He looked up as his body shook, his breathing irregular as he started." I came home. It was dark, cold. It was me and my wife's anniversary. We had been planning if for awhile and I was excited." He wiped his eyes and by the tone of his voice. It was something that he needed to get out." I went to the door and went to turn the knob, but the wind opened it, I checked for the car that your dad usually had outside my car and it was gone. So Andrew my gun and went in after calling it in. I found my wife tied up and when I tried to unite her, I was knocked out. By the time I came too, there should have been police storming my house, I know that I called it in. But your dad must have told the other officers that he'd see to it personally. Because they didn't come. They kept asking me where the money was, money I didn't steal and when I couldn't give it to them, they.... they blew her brains out first. Oh god..... her blood was all over me. I started screaming that I didn't have the money, I don't steal shit and that if they sent me to hell, that I'd drag myself out and then.... a cold revolver was put to my head and the last thing I heard.... was a familiar voice say that he was sorry..... and then bang!" He started to sob again, his arms wrapping around her, almost like he didn't know how much he could take." I..... I won't let it happen to you. I promise. I will protect you. Please..... please believe me."