In 1977 I was just 16 and working at restaurant at the mall. I was pretty low on the totem poll and was busing tables that night. It was around Halloween. I was busing a table near the entrance to the restaurant, which meant I was in the main walking area of the mall. I glanced to my left and saw a woman all bloody walking towards me trying to say something to me. I thought "Wow, that is an awesome costume!" Then I noticed she wasn't wearing a shirt or bra, just some tore up pants or something (can't remember for sure.) I ran over to her as she staggered sideways and collapsed into a shoe display. When this happened her head fell back and I could see that her neck had been sliced from ear-to-ear. She looked me right in the eyes and then died. I could literally see her life leave her. By now there was a crowd of people gathering. I just stood back up and staggered backwards. Why? Because I recognized her. She was a frequent customer and would flirt with me, and leave me big tips for no good reason. And she was very pretty. I didn't know much about her other than she worked somewhere at the mall. The police show up and ask if any employees have been in the back parking lot. My boss said "Well, <me> took the trash out about half an hour ago." The detective literally grabs me and hauls me into my bosses office and closes the door. He starts out with "Why did you kill her?" WHAT? I asked him why he'd ask me that. He said "You have access to knives, and were outside about the time she was killed." I said "Here, let me show you where I was." Took him outside and our trash area was a big walled-off area that was only accessible from two doors, one that led into the restaurant and one that was locked at all times unless the trash was being picked up. The wall was well over 10 feet tall. I'd have to be a super-ninja to pull off that crime. They asked me if I had a vehicle. Yes, I did. I pointed it out to them. The detective gave me this look like "Oh my god." About this time another police officer yells out "I found the murder weapon!" Turned out to be a pocket knife of some sort, not a kitchen knife. However, the strange look from the detective was because my car was covered in blood. The victim's car was parked next to my car and she was stabbed in that car something like 70 times, then her throat slit. When she got out, she smeared blood all over my car, probably staggering or whatever. Anyway they quickly started looking at other suspects and that was the last they bothered me. They found the guy, a Bible college student, who confessed. The strange thing was, he hid in her car that night. She came out and drove 30 miles to another store on an errand for the store she worked at, and then drove back, all with him hiding in the back seat. Then he attacked her just as she parked her car next to my car. He was found guilty by reason of insanity and sentenced to a mental hospital/prison. I didn't hear anything until around 8 years later. I was at my GF's house (now my wife) and saw the newspaper. Right there on the front page was a story about how this murdered woman's family was outraged that this psycho had been released after only 5 years, and had a family now, and lived in town. They hadn't even been notified! I started ranting about that murderous SOB and my GF was trying to shut me up for some reason. Screw that! I'm pissed. Then I notice that my GF's mother is crying in the kitchen. My GF drug me out of the house and told me as we drove away why she was crying. You see, that night this girl was murdered, it was my now mother-in-law who had sent this girl on that errand. She has felt like it was her fault for all these years.