I stand eagerly waiting to hear the whole story behind what has transpired here. The brief pause seemed like an eternity.
"Look, my friend owes this guy some money. He didn't have it so they got into an argument. The other dude went completely ape shit and stabbed both of us." he explained.
"So your friend owe's the suspect money? Then you do know this guy?" I ask.
"I don't personally know him, but Ethan does, but they're not friends or anything...he just owed him money." he tried to explain.
"How much money are we talking about here?" I asked.
"I think he said 4 grand." he replied.
"Wow. So your friend owe's him 4 grand, he didn't have the money, so then the suspect stabbed both of you when he found out you didn't have the money to pay him back? Is that right?" I clarify.
"Basically." he replies.
"So you don't personally know this guy, but your friend Ethan over there does?" I ask.
"Well, like I said, he just borrowed money from him, they never met before that." he clarifies.
"So your friend is borrowing money from a random stranger? How did he even know to borrow money from him?" I ask suspiciously. Something still isn't adding up. I think there's a key piece of information being purposefully omitted.
"Look, I don't know much, I just came to back Ethan up. All he told me was that he heard from a "friend" that this guy could get him what he needed since he was "connected"." He tell me.
"Get him what he needed? Connected? Are we talking about borrowing money from a mobster or triad here or are we talking about something else here? I'm really not getting this whole story." I say to him not buying what he's selling.
"I'm sorry officer, but that's all I know and I really have nothing else to say." he says realizing that he's probably said too much already.
"You have nothing else to say because you choose not to tell me anymore?" I ask.
"yes sir. I've told you everything that you need to know." he replies. He's obviously hiding the key to this whole thing, probably to protect his friend or even himself. I continue to try and coax it out of him but he refuses to say anything more.
I personally think that at least the other victim, and maybe even this one, are into something shady, most likely drugs. They get product from the suspect (who's probably triad based on the description and the statements the victim made), and now for some reason they don't have the product or money to pay the guy back with so they get stabbed. Lucky they didn't get shot and killed. It's a hunch, but I can't prove any of it based on this guys statements. He's hiding something, that's for sure.
"So you fought the suspect before you both got stabbed? Can you describe that part of the incident for me?" I ask.
"yea. So I stood back, and Ethan confronted the guy, told him he didn't have all the money, and he started shouting and cursing back at us. He was yelling that my Ethan was a deadman and that he was going to kill him and kick the shit out of him. Ethan tried to calm him down and tell him that he just needed more time but the dude just wasn't having it and punched him. Ethan tackled him and I tried to pull them apart, but the guy pulled out him knife as I pulled Ethan off of him and stabbed him. Ethan hit the ground and then the dude came at me before I knew it. We swung at me and got me in the arm and he hit me across the face and knocked me out I think. Next thing I know Ethan's on the ground and I'm bleeding all over the place. I panicked and thought I was going to die." he tells me.
"So did you friend land any hits on the guy?" I ask.
"Yea, he hit him a few times, that's why I tried to pull him off of him. I'm not sure where he hit him but I know he landed a few punches....but it was in defense. The dude attacked Ethan first." he replies.
"Okay then, can you give me a description of the suspect?" I ask. He describes the suspect the same as everyone else. He describes the knife as a hunting style sheath knife, but is vague. It happened fast so I'm not surprised.
"Do you guys have any weapons on you?" I ask.
"I don't, no sir." he replied. I've been watching the medics looking all over him for additional wounds and I haven't seen anything suspicious, so I believe him.
"What about your friend?" I ask.
"I don't know sir." He replies.
It looks like I'm not getting anymore information out of him. I think I'm done here.
'Where are you guys taking him?' I ask one of the EMTs.