My son, Jepatrick Morgan-Wright, was killed at the end of our street. He was shot in the chest with a 38. The guy did not know my son; he had served eight years in prison and had been out a year and a day. He shouldn’t have even had a gun.
My son, Jepatrick Morgan-Wright, was killed at the end of our street. He was shot in the chest with a 38. The guy did not know my son; he had served eight years in prison and had been out a year and a day. He shouldn’t have even had a gun.