Jay Wilds

I went to pick him up from off of Edmondson Avenue at a strip, and he pops the trunk open and

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Went shopping with a friend of mine, an ex-friend of mine.

I had no idea.

What did he say?

Did he say that?

I am willing to answer questions and do not want an attorney at this time.

So if I go to the cops and say, hey, this guy's going to kill her, he'll say, well, no, I'm not.

He's crazy.

But there's this drug dealer, and this is where he gets his shit from, and this is who he deals with, and he's got a rap sheet this long, and go get his ass.

It's not, it's not just, you know, I mean, seriously, man, I've been coming home and people whipped out guns, made me lay in the street in the snow, walking in my own house just so they can say I was the wrong dude, you know what I mean?

I don't, in my mind, I don't think to the presence of let's call the cops.

It's never, that never crossed my mind.

I could be getting shot at and I wouldn't be let's call the cops.

I mean, I'm sure if I ratted him out for killing Hayden, he wouldn't hesitate to turn me over for selling drugs.

I'm at that spot.

I figured there was cameras there or somebody had spotted him doing what he was doing.