Jomar Orton remembers two things about the night his mother was murdered, 25 years ago, in a Fitzroy massage parlour.
He remembers being angry when Marylou Orton told him she could not give him a lift to basketball. It was his first match in a statewide league, but his mother was too busy working.
And he remembers he was still angry when a friend of Ms Orton’s woke him at 3am and told him his mother had not come home. The friend asked Mr Orton where she was.
“I said to her’she could be dead for all I care’,” he remembered this week.