“He went out with her again, she bragged on facebook. She was not careful on purpose, she wrote, when they ‘did it.’”

“I saw her come out of the school after her cheerleading practice and waited for her to cross the street to the parking lot. At the perfect moment, I gunned my accelerator and hit her straight on, knocking her down and under the wheels of my truck. I looked in the rear view mirror after the fact and saw she wasn’t moving so I went on.”

The sergeant sat astounded as he listened to the cold description of the murder. There wasn’t any remorse in the confession.

“This girl, was only 14. Are you sure it was the same girl? After all people say all sorts of things on the internet.” the segeant questioned.

“This girl was the one. I followed her for months. She was trying to be noticed by him for a long time. She was not worthy of him but she had some power over him. He couldn’t stay away. He needed help but didn’t know it yet.”

“So this is how you help your son?” he aksked.