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This tragic event unfolded on the day of his son’s high school graduation, a milestone that was meant to mark the beginning of a new chapter in the young man’s life.

The quiet suburban neighborhood was shattered by the news, as police vehicles and emergency response teams descended upon the scene. Neighbors, who had been preparing to congratulate the family on their son’s achievement, were instead met with the grim reality of a crime scene.

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