Councilmember John Jones was arrested early this morning after a fatal shooting at his home. The shooting took place just before midnight, and police responded to a call from the councilman’s wife who had heard gunshots in their neighborhood. When officers arrived on scene they found an 18-year-old man dead with gunshot wounds in front of the couple’s house. Police have not released any information about what led to the shooting, but did say that it is being investigated as an attempted arrest. We’re not sure what happened, but it looks like he just snapped.
Jones has been arrested three times in the past for assault. If you have any information about this shooting please contact the police immediately. Jones is being held without bail at Tombside County Jail until his trial date. More details to follow as they are released.
I copied and pasted the article into a document to save it for later. When we were done looking through all of the pictures I saved it on my computer, but thought about deleting it as well. But something made me keep it. Maybe I wanted to make sure this memory was forever preserved in some way. I also saved the video of the press conference they held that night. It was about five hours after my mom died and I watched it a few times, trying to see if anything sounded familiar. But it didn’t.
I wanted to ask him, but he had already hung up before I could say anything else. So now here I am, stuck in my head with all of this crap I can’t even begin to sort out. What are the chances that the Councilman is the one who killed my mom? It’s really strange that she was at his house, especially if he had been arrested for assault before. And what about Kristine? How did she know him?
It’s hard to focus on any of that stuff when I just found out that my sister is dead. And if that wasn’t enough, they probably think her death is tied to this councilman too. It’s all so much to handle
I’m not sure how long I sat there in silence before Ezra came running down the stairs with tears streaming down his face.
It was at that moment when I realized how much this must be hurting him. And I wasn’t helping. Maybe if he knew what actually happened, I could tell him. But I don’t know what happened for real, and I’m too afraid to make things worse by guessing wrong.
I heard footsteps. He said breathlessly And then the door opened and it was Kristine!
What? My heart beat quickened What do you mean? How did she get in?
She had a key! He said I don’t know. She was already here when I came down the stairs!
I got up off the couch and walked to the bottom of the stairs. I could hear Kristine calling out from upstairs, but couldn’t make out anything she was saying. Why didn’t she call first? She was supposed to be on the other side of the country.
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