Who done this to us?
I quickly swiped my finger over the graphic account of the girl’s murder. Another all-black image followed. There’s also this one. Yet another, in addition. The more I swiped, the more anxious and anticipatory I became.
The boy with dark hair made an early appearance this time. I’m ashamed to say that he was my initial guess as to who was responsible for all of this. But when I saw his body partially through the glass of his automobile, I knew that wasn’t the case. With each passing second on the screen, I expected his body to tremble as he lay dying on the bonnet of his own automobile.