It was a typical hot sultry South African day in the outskirts of Johannesburg where we lived at the time. My mother and father, me nearly 17 and my sister Alison who had just turned 18. Mum and Dad were at work in the furniture store they owned in the centre of Johannesburg. Ally and me were lazing around the large house as we were both on vacation, me from school and Ally from college. The house was hot because the windows would not open very wide because of the bars. With the amount of murde...