A Volunteer, a Special Constable, murdered by scum.
You're stood at the counter in your local supermarket and you take alook at that monitor above your head and you see this text: 'Partime Police woman murdered on her own doorstep.' You say to yourself 'bloody hell' and you tell your father, who knows only too well the dangers of the streets and violence in this world. You know it was going to happen sooner or later, but you wished it wouldn't. Seeing and hearing about good people dieing is hard enough, but this is even harder.
This Police Woman, this example to you all has been killed, as details are sketchy you have no idea whether or not she was intervening in a crime, as of yet. But that doesn't matter, she was a woman who gave up her free time to Police the streets so you could live in relative safety.
May the bastard, the coward, the useless lump of crap who did this to her be swiftly caught and put into a cold, dark place, for the rest of time.
Special Constable Nisha Patel Nasri, Rest In Peace.