At four o"clock in the morning on a cold day in early December, a large police deployment, under the command of the Chief of Police of Andalusia, appeared with the necessary search warrant at the home of Superintendent Jesús Frutos.
The police stormed into his house en masse, breaking the lock with a hefty battering ram, accompanied by shouts of Freeze, police!
Freeze, policeThey went straight to the bedroom where they expected, given the time of day, he would be sleeping. And it was then that they found the superintendent’s dead body.
He was sitting with his back against the headboard of the bed. The wall behind him was splattered with blood and there was a bullet hole in his right temple. Next to him on the bed, a Makarov pistol fitted with a silencer completed the tragic scene.
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