"Leena, I saw it happening. I can't just run away from this, eventually the police will get hold of what happened and when they check the CCTV I am implicated for restricting evidence. And I don't know who this kid is for goodness sake!" I shouted, pacing up and down the kitchen counter.
Leena, the receptionist from Oulu started living with me from last month. She handed in her notice at the club to begin a new role elsewhere as a recruiter in a local European recruitment firm and on her way out I revealed my feelings towards her without the threat of my authority as manager taking over proceedings.
"Aapo, I just think you need to take a step back," Leena started. "I know you're stressed and just listening to you speak about this is stressing me out." She began stirring her morning coffee as I took a break from walking angrily around to sit down on the chair. Leena put my coffee on the coaster behind me while leaning down to give me a delicate peck on the cheek. "I've known you long enough to know that you are a genuine guy, you meant no malice and you were simply just shocked to see what you did that night."
"So what do I do now?" I asked her, almost pleading for advice from a woman with zero legal experience.
"I say you head down to the police station anonymously and I guess you hand in a witness statement saying exactly what you saw and what you did that night. You did nothing wrong, Aapo. You were simply stunned and the police will have seen so many cases like this before that they will have a common practice. Trust me, it'll all be OK." Leena reassured me.
I stood up and headed through to my office on the right of the hallway. I sat down at my desk with a Word document set up so I could bullet point exactly what went on that night so I could formulate it into some sort of statement for someone who had seen somebody commit suicide.
Whilst I had the computer on I simply couldn't resist the temptation of doing more research into Niilo Makinen - the victim who took his own life that night - and a lot of news reports and Reddit topics sprung up after searching his name. I ultimately had no idea who he was and to me, he was merely a poor young man who couldn't cope with his life anymore. I scrolled down further through the Google pages until I stumbled across a message board.
The website itself looked unprofessional and run by people who weren't exactly the best at IT. There was a discussion between about five users that I began reading, distracting me from organising my statement. After about fifteen minutes of reading the messages between members of the site, I began to piece together the outline of Makinen's persona and I slowly began to discover that he wasn't the most innocent individual I had come across.
It appeared that Makinen was high up in a Scandinavian gang called 'United Brotherhood'. The gang was a merger of three different gangs going by the names of Natural Born Killers, Rogues Gallery and M.O.R.E and according to the Finnish Police Department, they had arrested a 25-year-old man in connection to financial crimes committed in association with a gang. The police let him go from the Helsinki police department but seemingly wanted to get Makinen to testify against the gangs atrocities in order to catch more members.
These facts began to come together in my head that the United Brotherhood were about to torture Makinen for the potential testifying against them followed by witness protection, and so to avoid this Makinen had taken the easy way out by committing suicide in Oulu on that night to avoid the torturous death as well as the police who were banking on him as a major prosecutor in the case against United Brotherhood.
I sat back in my chair and took a deep breath, realising that I had witnessed the death of a major organised crime boss and I didn't report a thing. I whispered an expletive to myself as a release of the stress I was currently in.
I don't have a clue what to do from here.