Anonymous

Look out, he's got a gun, she cried, while pushing Nick's head down so it wouldn't be visible from outside. The man fired a rifle. Nick felt a sudden pain in his neck. He's got me, he stated, before hurriedly starting the car's engine and speeding away. The man with the rifle fired once again at the retreating vehicle, but missed. In the backseat of the car, Rowena was bleeding badly.

The bullet that had grazed Nick's neck had then struck her wrist, shattering it. Nick sped towards the nearest hospital, which was in the port city of Fremantle, about 8 kilometres south. The pair were admitted for treatment and at 3.30am medical staff notified the police that they had two shooting victims who needed to be interviewed.

The bullet that had grazed Nick's neck had then struck her wrist, shattering it. Nick sped towards the nearest hospital, which was in the port city of Fremantle, about 8 kilometres south. The pair were admitted for treatment and at 3.30am medical staff notified the police that they had two shooting victims who needed to be interviewed.

The bullet that had grazed Nick's neck had then struck her wrist, shattering it. Nick sped towards the nearest hospital, which was in the port city of Fremantle, about 8 kilometres south. The pair were admitted for treatment and at 3.30am medical staff notified the police that they had two shooting victims who needed to be interviewed.

It was almost half an hour later when the doorbell rang at a house on Louise Street in Netherlands, five and a half kilometres east of where Rowena Reeves and Nick August were attacked. The house was a single-storey brick residence home to the Wormsley family. Daughter Sandra Wormsley was woken by the doorbell, which rang twice in quick succession.

It was almost half an hour later when the doorbell rang at a house on Louise Street in Netherlands, five and a half kilometres east of where Rowena Reeves and Nick August were attacked. The house was a single-storey brick residence home to the Wormsley family. Daughter Sandra Wormsley was woken by the doorbell, which rang twice in quick succession.

It was almost half an hour later when the doorbell rang at a house on Louise Street in Netherlands, five and a half kilometres east of where Rowena Reeves and Nick August were attacked. The house was a single-storey brick residence home to the Wormsley family. Daughter Sandra Wormsley was woken by the doorbell, which rang twice in quick succession.

Sandra heard the familiar footsteps of her father, George Wormsley, walking towards the front door. As he opened the door, a loud gunshot rang out. Dad, Sandra screamed, jumping out of bed and running to the front door. She was joined by her mother. To their horror, George lay in the doorway, his hair soaked with blood and his eyes glazed. Clearly visible in his forehead was a bullet hole.

Sandra heard the familiar footsteps of her father, George Wormsley, walking towards the front door. As he opened the door, a loud gunshot rang out. Dad, Sandra screamed, jumping out of bed and running to the front door. She was joined by her mother. To their horror, George lay in the doorway, his hair soaked with blood and his eyes glazed. Clearly visible in his forehead was a bullet hole.

Sandra heard the familiar footsteps of her father, George Wormsley, walking towards the front door. As he opened the door, a loud gunshot rang out. Dad, Sandra screamed, jumping out of bed and running to the front door. She was joined by her mother. To their horror, George lay in the doorway, his hair soaked with blood and his eyes glazed. Clearly visible in his forehead was a bullet hole.

There was no sign of the shooter. Sandra ran to the kitchen where the family's telephone was located and called the police and a nearby neighbour. Then she returned to her father's body and tried to comfort her devastated mother. The pair were in complete shock. It made no sense that their entire world could have been turned upside down in a split second. George was a loving, warm man.

There was no sign of the shooter. Sandra ran to the kitchen where the family's telephone was located and called the police and a nearby neighbour. Then she returned to her father's body and tried to comfort her devastated mother. The pair were in complete shock. It made no sense that their entire world could have been turned upside down in a split second. George was a loving, warm man.

There was no sign of the shooter. Sandra ran to the kitchen where the family's telephone was located and called the police and a nearby neighbour. Then she returned to her father's body and tried to comfort her devastated mother. The pair were in complete shock. It made no sense that their entire world could have been turned upside down in a split second. George was a loving, warm man.

It made no sense that anyone would want to harm him. Fifteen minutes later and just one block over on Vincent Street, a young man named Scott McWilliam was woken from his sleep by the sound of shouting. Scott was staying at a boarding house that was home to a number of young people and the yelling was coming from another resident, his landlady's niece, Pauline.

It made no sense that anyone would want to harm him. Fifteen minutes later and just one block over on Vincent Street, a young man named Scott McWilliam was woken from his sleep by the sound of shouting. Scott was staying at a boarding house that was home to a number of young people and the yelling was coming from another resident, his landlady's niece, Pauline.

It made no sense that anyone would want to harm him. Fifteen minutes later and just one block over on Vincent Street, a young man named Scott McWilliam was woken from his sleep by the sound of shouting. Scott was staying at a boarding house that was home to a number of young people and the yelling was coming from another resident, his landlady's niece, Pauline.

She was saying that there was something wrong with John Sturkey, an 18-year-old boarder who was leaving Perth the following week to study veterinary medicine in Brisbane. Scott got up to see what was wrong John had been sleeping outside on a single bed on the back veranda where the air was cooler at night.

She was saying that there was something wrong with John Sturkey, an 18-year-old boarder who was leaving Perth the following week to study veterinary medicine in Brisbane. Scott got up to see what was wrong John had been sleeping outside on a single bed on the back veranda where the air was cooler at night.

She was saying that there was something wrong with John Sturkey, an 18-year-old boarder who was leaving Perth the following week to study veterinary medicine in Brisbane. Scott got up to see what was wrong John had been sleeping outside on a single bed on the back veranda where the air was cooler at night.

Flicking on the veranda's light switch, Scott saw there was an enormous pool of blood on the concrete flooring next to John's bed. John was in the bed, with blood soaked into the linen around his head. He was making a gurgling sound. Scott and another boarder rushed forward to lift John's head up so he could breathe. There was a gunshot visible at the top of his forehead.