I couldn’t believe that he died. I tried to hold back my tears but I was broken. I couldn’t focus on what the officer was saying. A burning hot flow of red overflowed my mind. Even more tears came down. “Ma’am are you okay?” a muffled voice came over me. I look up. “Ma’am are you okay?” I snap back to reality. “Oh uh sorry yes, I’m okay.” I replied. I could tell that he didn’t buy the mask of reassurance. “If there is anything we can do just give us a call.” He gives me a small business card. With the name Sherlock. What a stupid name for a law enforcement. I walk out of the interview room. “I’m going to find you Alex. I’m going to find you and kill that motherfucker.” I pushed open the police entrance doors. And started my engine.