"The one holding the gun to me was that black man,"
"Did they have any distinct features in their clothing?"
"No, they just seemed to be wearing dark T-shirts."
"What about the car?"
"I only remember it was a black pickup, I couldn't see anything else."
"Where did the car come from, and where did it go?"
"It came from the east, and when it left, I didn't dare to look. It was a long time before I checked, and by then the car was long gone."
Luke jotted down the direction from which the car came, "Was anyone else present at the time?"
"No."
Luke thought for a moment, "Why didn't they kill you?"
"I don't know, I was also worried they would kill me and throw me into the sea, but they didn't do that.
Truth be told, I was somewhat grateful to them afterward," Jamie said, his expression complex.
"When they dumped the body, did you get a close look at it?"
