REVIEWS FOR PLAYING DEAD
January 1, 2018
it was one of those nights in late fall that could be described as dark and stormy. You might want to ask yourself why Bo, my twin and I were out on such a dismal night. Simple answer: it was Friday and Bo and I usually attended karaoke at a local bar just south of where I live just east of young and north of Eglinton Avenue. However, by the end of that night I wished I’d stayed home.
We were walking north on Young towards Roehampton with 3 men jumped Bo and dragged him into the alleyway nearby. I thought it was a mugging first but one of the men wearing a rubber mask told me to get lost and called 911 because boat was going to need serious help.
I yell for help and ran I found a coffee shop that was open all night and asked them to call for assistance. The lady sat me down and did as I requested. I wanted to go back to the alley but Mira, the owner may be stay until the police arrived. Soon while I was drinking tea a detective arrived. He introduced himself as Detective Gibbons he was a tall man slim with blond hair and blue eyes. You might want to ask why in the middle of my grief I would notice such a thing but he had such striking features that I couldn’t help but notice. Not only that, he was so nice and caring it seemed that he understood the grief I was going through.
Ms. Patterson? He asked as he stood by my table.
“Yes, that’s me are you going to take my brothers case.
I’m pretty sure but I need to ask you a few questions about what led up to him being grabbed
. I went on to describe what happened when the 3 men jumped out of the alley and grabbed Bo.
Would you be upset if we went back to the alley where he was attacked?
What if they’re still there
then we can nab them but if there are not, we will investigate the scene and find out what happened to your brother.
I follow the detective back out into the rain to find the alleyway empty or so we thought it first. Detective Gibbons and given me an umbrella to cover myself as I stood in the rain. I thought I heard some moaning from the back of the alley. The detective went to investigate and found Bo’s beaten body. He called me into the alleyway to identify the body.