Sexual Murder - Justicia Forense

15-year-old female (A) who lived about 70 miles away. After extended conversations,they decided to meet. He showed up at her home, but after oneor two days of “hanging out,” A was unable to get rid of him. Her parents,as well as the school vice-principal, talked to GG. Out of desperation, A’sfather called the police, who threatened to have him arrested if he returnedto their town.But the following week, after again talking to GG on the party line, A. agreedto meet with him “for one last time” before finally terminating the relationship.Without telling her parents where she was going, she took a train to his residence.Later, A provided a vivid description of the unplanned murder of the 35-yearoldwoman (B) whom GG had been living with.G started yelling at B. I got up from my seat to look, and they werearguing about something, I don’t know what. They were fighting a lot.I heard a thump, and they were doing a lot of yelling. I heard him yelling,saying how she was a problem. The next thing I heard was B screaming.She was screaming hysterically. I heard a banging noise. Screaming andbanging was going on.G came downstairs. He was crying and told me that he had just killedB. He said to me that she was just another problem and he had to takecare of her. He was screaming at me. “You gotta come with me. You gottahelp me clean this up. I can’t leave her there.”B’s bedroom door was half open and half closed. I walked into the room.She was lying on the floor. She was covered with sheets from the bed.The rug was covered in blood. The walls had blood all over them. Onthe floor, there was a knife and there was some kind of stick. G was fullof blood. He had a green surf shirt on. It was full of blood. His whitesocks were full of blood, too. His hands had blood all over them. He wasnervous, huffing and puffing, out of breath. He told me, “Don’t tellanybody. This is not happening. I did this for us. She would have beena problem.”He brought her out of the room. I could see he was dragging her by fourbelts he tied around the sheets. I didn’t see her face until later. When Idid, her face was a mess. I saw her arms. They were all bloody. He wasstill mad because I was screaming. Then he started to drag her down thestairs. While she was in the hallway, she bled onto the rug. He had a hardtime getting her downstairs. She was very heavy and he was screaming.Her body kept falling on the stairs. Her body was rolled up and just lyingthere. He said her car keys were on the counter and told me to get them.He couldn’t carry her because she was heavy and he wanted me to helphim. He said, “Never mind, never mind.” He then took the body andjammed her in the trunk of her car. I felt really sick. I might have blacked