Detective Foster Starts the Investigation with Family
As she entered the waiting area, the 3 beautiful daughter's of the victim came running towards her crying, "are you going to catch the animal who hurt our mommy, are you, are you officer?"
"Of course she is girls, settle down now, c'mon settle down." Jack Morris the father came walking up putting his arms around the girls.
"Girl's why don't you go and give these clothes to your mom and let me talk to your dad."the officer said.
The room was large with a table in the corner so they went and sat down, Mr. Morris bought the officer a coke and she settled in to take his statement.
"So how long have you been married?"
"15 years but we have been together since the 8th grade."
"Was anybody bothering Mrs. Morris that you saw?"
"I dropped them all off at the circle and went to park the car, when I got down to the bike path, a black man was talking to my wife and when I got there he said some crass stuff and ask me for money, a few bucks to get something to eat."
"Was your wife upset or was she distressed at all?"
"No, well, I don't know really, I mean she was blushing, so he must have said some things to embarrass her."
"Can you describe him?"
"Well shorter than Shannon, maybe 5'8 or 5'9, overweight, and he had those rolls in his hair that the black people wear, what are they called?"
"You mean corn rolled hair, he had corn rolls?"
"Yes, corn rolls thats it, long corn rolls that are popular with the negroid race, and his teeth were crooked, he had some gold teeth, he was wearing shorts, dirty white shorts and old tennis shoes, with a blue tank top that was dirty, he was a dirty nigger bum, sorry, it just makes me so mad if he did this to Shannon."
Even after all these years, Detective Foster still got pissed when high uppity white people classify, "those" black people and what they do, how black people, like they are less or something, pissed her off.
"That's okay, so you said he said some crass things to you, like what kind of things?"
"Oh typical gross things, like how hot Shannon is, how I should not be at the beach but have her in bed, between those long soft white legs, like how fine she looked, and some of his black jive language I didn't understand, he kept calling her sweetmeat, sweetmeat this, sweetmeat that, its hard to understand black people sometimes, you know?"
"Did he touch her or attempt to?"
"No, oh no, not that I saw. I gave him some money, a few bucks, but he kept looking at my wife, he just kept telling her how hot she is and that she is sweetmeat, and he was staring at her breasts, she dropped her bag and her top came loose, she blushed when she caught him looking down her top, you know, that kind of stuff."
"Must be tough being married to such a gorgeous woman, I mean catching guys looking at her all the time?"