Juan, Kamala, Alvarez discussed on Casefile True Crime
To come later. Thank you for letting me talk to the kids. Four days later, on Wednesday, January 26th. One Alvarez woke early. Despite his wake hand, he'd secured some work on a construction site. He was due at the work side at 7 a.m. in Pasadena, 8 miles from his home. Juan showered and tired his long black hair into a ponytail to keep it off his face. Before leaving, he ordered the roses that bloomed outside his house. He was happy, life was looking up, and Juan was optimistically waiting on the results of a drug test. The negative result that he expected, meant he could see his kids again soon. By 5 30 a.m., Juan was on the road in his Jeep, with plenty of time to spare. He headed towards a gas station to fill up his car. On the way, he heard Kamala in the back seat, telling him over and over how stupid he was. She was unrelenting in her taunts. Once snapped. He filled his tank with gasoline, as well as two one gallon plastic jugs. He had made his decision. One was going to set his car on fire with himself inside. Juan drove around looking for a dark and deserted place. Kamala continued to berate him from the back seat. Now joined by a man who won presumed to be her lover. He stopped briefly at Chevy Chase park. The park fit his specifications, it was quiet and unlit, with the sun not due to rise for another 90 minutes. Yet Juan was not satisfied and continued a long Chevy Chase drive, then turned into a side street where he parked directly under a straight line. He emptied one gallon of gasoline over his head and body. He poured the rest all over the exterior and interior of his car. With all the windows and doors closed, one sat back into the driver's seat. He felt dizzy and nauseous from the fumes. He and shaking, he held up a LIDAR. Again, Juan changed his mind. Burning alive would be a terrible way to die. He drove back up to Chevy Chase drive and then at the railway crossing entered the restricted area of the tracks and drive parallel to the railroad line for about 50 yards. Juan then parked his car over the tracks. Over the next 15 minutes, he looked at photographs of his two children and came to the realization that he was making a huge mistake. He tried backing up his Jeep, but it wouldn't budge. It was stuck.