My grandson, who became a city cop last year, had his first homicide the other night. It was not a shooting, but a stabbing. A 35 year old man killed his 25 year old girlfriend and unborn child. The perp has since gone on the run. My grandson said when he entered the house, gun drawn, all he saw was blood from the porch, up the steps to the bedroom where the deceased was laying. Her head was almost decapitated.
I asked him if he was sick, but he said no, because he saw worse in Afghanistan where a soldier just 5 feet away had his leg all but blown off. He said it scared the crap out of him because they had just switched positions less than a minute earlier, or it would have been him.