No One To Save Me – Chapter 4
The first time I witnessed Walter kill someone, I was about 6-years-old. He rushed into the house to get me and my little sister, Tina (not her real name). One of the tactics he used would be to act excited, as if he was up to a good thing to get you excited too and to go along. If you were to meet my father, you’d think he was a very passive and meek person. He tended to keep his head down and walked with a slouch, kinda shuffling, and he had the act of “nonchalant” down to an art. You would think he was harmless and move on. I watched him use it many times. People would suspect him but let him pass simply because of the way he looked.