09/05/18 10:29:44
Sorry I have not been online for a couple days. Friday morning my friend was murdered
in front of his apartment. Death in Manila is time consuming and complicated.
When I got to the office in the morning, His wife called me almost as soon as I had walked in
and turned on the air conditioner.
“Martin has been hit! Please come here I need you.”
I left the office right away, and called back.
“Call a doctor it will take me some time to get there.”
She replied, “He's dead!”
I arrived just before 7 am, and the crowd of people was gathered with morbid curiosity as
they cleaned the street of his dead body.
The police took his family and I to the station for questioning, this went smoothly, and since there
were witnesses to the crime they were able to get a good sketch of the suspect.
We left the station at 10:30 am, and I took his wife and mother home.
After the a quick trip to the German embassy to notify them of the death, and of course they are
closed for half a day on Fridays. I arrived after they closed about 12:30 pm. The guard was kind enough
to give me the emergency contact number, and I went to my office to call them.
The Germans are very efficient in handling such things. I had his mothers phone number, and that is the only
contact information available. The Embassy contacted the police in Germany and in no time,
his family there was notified of the murder.