This is the second part of my story…

Everybody jumped when i told them, so we decided to dial his cell phone. We call but, no answer at first, so we try again. On this try, someone picks up, but not him.
I put it on speaker:

Man: Who is this?
Me: Who is this, this is my cousins phone, why do you have it?
Man: Oh, what’s your name son?
Me: Why should I tell you?
Man: Because this is Officer Jameson, and the owner of this phone is dead!
Me: Oh my God really, this is horrible, why wasn’t my family told?
Man: We are only required to call the persons immediate family:mother, father and significant other. We would expect them to notify the rest of the family.
Me: Well I haven’t heard…. (I was cut off by a message on the police radio.)
Message: This is car number 42, we have a problem, we’re see someone with a bloody blade in his hand, he won’t come near us because we have our guns but he is staring right at us….send some backup to…(Static)
Man: Oh my God!!!!!(hangs up)

I drop the phone and begin to cry, not only did my cousin get murdered, but the murderer is still out there.
My friends just sat there, unsure of how to handle themselves, I ran to my room, and John followed behind me.
He said “Dude, i’m so sorry, but we gotta get outta here, but Sean had the car, so we’re stuck in here.