James Knudsen
A cheerful soul, with not an evil bone in his body or a malicious tongue in his head, F***** was well-liked by everyone, particularly the children, who would often stop to talk to him on their way to and from school
It was a shock then when his friend James Knudsen found his lifeless body lying . . . crumpled in his garden and cried “Murder” – pointing his finger at two local teenagers as his killers
The lads denied having anything to do with F*****’s death and suggested that his untimely end may have been the result of natural causes – pointing out that he had been losing a lot of weight recently, becoming more and more gaunt as if suffering from some wasting disease
Knudsen, however, was having none of it and his attempt to extract a confession from the lads, with the aid of a pool cue, resulted only in some bruises, the police being called, and Knudsen charged with second-degree criminal mischief and disorderly conduct as well as two counts of third-degree assault.
F*****’s remains, meanwhile were given a decent burial – http://imgur.com/MJPtsOz
[P.S. Real story here – http://tinyurl.com/qdrovg3]
