Murder Was The Case

As I sat there in the interrogation room bright lights in my face detectives asking hundreds of questions threatening me. I just sat there asking whats going how did I get here? What did I do? All I member is sitting in my room when SWAT and cops busted in through my house and slammed me to the floor and knocked me out. Next thing I know I wake up handcuffed to this chair with these detectives yelling at me!"Why did you do it!?" one of the detectives said. Well your probably confused so let me take you back 24 hours ago.

It was an early Friday mourning and I was running late for work. I worked at Mexican restaurant called and I was an hour late my shift was at 9:00 and I left the house at about 10:00. Rite when I walked through the I herd it from my boss " your late again dammit the food ain't going to cook its self get you ass in the kitchen!!" As my boss laughed at me the servers were laughing there asses off. They loved to see me get chewed out every time I came into work late which was pretty often.

Its was a regular day at work the place got packed as usual. I was the head cook so I was really busy making food. My best friend rich also worked in the kitchen with me. I had known rich since First grade and now we are almost 26 years old and still best friends. My and Rich had this game we played with the servers. We would tell the servers the wrong tables the food went too and watch the servers get yelled at. It was our way of passing time when the restaurant was slow.

The restaurant was busy as usual. When I finally had a chance to take my break Rich and me left outside to the back to have a smoke. As were in the back we see the owner of the restaurant sitting in his vehicle just sitting there looked like he was sleeping. The owner of the restaurant was a very powerful man he was a known gang leader and drug lord its hard to believe that because he was a very nice man and did not have appearance of a gang member or nothing. He dressed liked a business man all the time in black tux's and diamond rings and gold chains. No one really paid attention to all that though. Even know he had all his drug meetings in the restaurant.

As we were standing there we noticed that the owner never seemed to move in his truck so we went over there to see if he was OK. As we approached his vehicle we saw the passenger door was wide open and there was money all over the ground. My mind was blank I had no idea what was going on. I looked into the window and said "Mr Hernandez are you OK" and soon as I said that I saw him. Blood was every were and dripping down his face. I screamed "what the fuck!" I jumped back. Rich who was on the other side of the vehicle didn't know what I just had seen. So he came to the front and was as shocked I was. We looked at each other in shock not knowing if this was a dream or what. I said "should I check to see if he is OK"? Rich look at me and said " bro does it look like hes OK his fucking head is almost gone!" "I said I am checking anyway" I put my hand on his neck and check for a pulse but nothing. Rich said "lets go back inside and call the police". As we walked inside there was complete silence witch was odd. "I yelled why is no one working im gone for 10 min and this restaurant thinks it can take break or what!". But no one was in the kitchen. I was confused so I thought everyone might be out by the tables because the only way the kitchen is empty is when we have to sing for a birthday person. We walked out to the dinning area and what we saw shocked us both. Everyone that worked in the restaurant and everyone dinning at the restaurant had been lined up against the wall and been shot in a execution style. I dropped to me knees and Rich dropped to his. It was like within the 20 or 30 minutes Rich and I were gone just in the back of the building someone massacred everybody in the restaurant. It seemed as if whoever did this was looking for answers and obviously didn't get them. I could not handle it I was so in shock and scared I saw the owner of the restaurants brains all over his truck. I saw everyone I worked with dead and people I didn't know dead!

I got up and ran out the door. Rich started to chase me "Gabe were are you going!?" I didn't answer him just kept running. He finally gave up and stopped I kept going until I reached the river. I sat against the river thinking and thinking if this was a dream. Before I knew it It was almost dark I had spent hours just thinking. I walk all the way home from the river. I got home went for the liquor cabinet and grabbed the crown royal shot after shot after shot. As I sat in my room gazing at the ceiling fan going round and round I thought to myself "hey there you ceiling fan me and you are just alike we go round and round and end up in the same place no matter how fast or how slow we are traveling". As I finished comparing my life to a fan I was about to take another shot when all of a sudden BOOM! BOOM! and then people were in my house with guns and flashlights. Then I realized these were not just people but SWAT team and cops. One of the cops I hit me in the face with his assault rifle and knocked me out.

"I awoke were am I!". Then bright lights came on and and I saw them the detectives. "Why did you do it!?". "What was your motivation!?". "Who are you working with!?". "What are you talking about where am I?". "Don't play stupid with us!" "I'm only gonna ask this one more time". Why did you kill everyone at the Los Hernandez Restaurant including the owner!?. my jaw dropped I couldn't believe they were accusing me of that. "Bullshit!!!!" I said. I explained everything that happened at work to the detectives. The said it was a good alibi but I needed to prove it to them. I told them my best friend Rich would tell them what happened.

They told me Rich was no where to be found. They said he called the police and when the showed up at the crime scene he was no where to be found. The detectives said since they had no proof I did anything they said I could leave but they would be in contact. As I walked out the door of the building I herd someone say "don't let him go!" As soon as I herd that my best friend Rich pulled up in a truck I opened the door grinned at the detectives and we sped off heading for Mexico with the money we got from killing the owner. Yes it was me and Rich who killed the owner and everyone in the restaurant it was all our plan. The cops probably just found that out when I was leaving because me and Josh are part of the rival gang of the owner and are whole mission of working at the restaurant was to get close and kill the owner and in return we would get paid witch we did . Now we were on the run heading to are to life across the border. Murder was the case but we got away.