A Pastor's Darkest Secret Unravels in The Interrogation Room

A man sits in an interrogation room, calmly explaining to detectives that he was just trying to get to work on time. It's early morning in Detroit, around 5:45 AM. He says he was driving to his security job after dropping off his two-year-old daughter when he stopped at a stop sign on Six Mile and saw someone on the corner waving for help. He rolled down his window. That decision, he admits, "was probably dumb on me."

What follows is a raw, unedited police interrogation that stretches for over an hour. The man—who identifies himself as Albert—describes a sequence of events that ended with a person dead on the street. But the detectives interviewing him are not buying his story.

The Account That Unravels

Albert's initial narrative is straightforward. He says a person who "appeared to be female" but spoke with "a male voice" ran up to his passenger side, unlocked his door unprompted, and got inside. The individual asked for money. Albert says he refused, telling them he needed to get to work. When the person started reaching into a bag, Albert says he threw his car into park, grabbed his keys and phone, and jumped out with his firearm drawn.