I work construction out of the Marine Corps. I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and bipolar in 2001, so I don't know, I just didn't, didn't mess with firearms that much. And then, I had back surgery in 2005 and again in 2015 and thought it was a good idea to get out of physical labor, so after my back surgery and I healed up I went and started as a security manager for a casino.
And it was, I believe it was October 6th of 2016, I was- it was a, I believe it was a Tuesday and I wasn't supposed to be there, it was my day off, but they were short-handed so I came in, worked a three to eleven shift. And the couple nights prior there was a security officer that, her boyfriend had beat the crap out of her and she was scared to go to her vehicle that night, so I walked her back, and I told her, I said, “You need to call the police. He's going to do something worse than…” I said, “If he can do this to your face and body then he ain't afraid to kill you.” So, a couple nights later, it was like 10, 15 minutes before I was supposed to get off work and we had banned this gentleman from the property because we're afraid he's gonna come in and do something in the casino.
So, I was sitting in the office doing my pass on notes for the next shift and when another security supervisor came in and said, he's out there, and I go, “what do you mean?” It would have been the security officer's boyfriend. So, I ran outside, and the security officer happened to be sitting with a slot technician that she was friends with, and they were walking up to the building and this gentleman had come behind them and was, I don't know. He had a Glock 40 in his right hand, and he had a .380 in his left. So, I went out there, I went out there and I told him, “You need to leave the property.” And he came toward me, he came at me with his left hand and that's what he had the Glock 40 in, so I got control of that, knocked it out of his hand, got one handcuff on him and then I did not know he had the .380 in his right. And he came up and shot once and it went in between my legs, up through my coat jacket and then the other one hit me in the right leg towards the hip area to the femoral bone and it ricocheted off that. Came out my, came out my, well, out my groin and then into, I don't know, just under my scrotum sack and sat there.
When we were having that scuffle, and everything, there's a bunch of employees out there, so they were able to get into a secured door where you needed a badge to get in. So, he ran up there trying to get in the door and couldn't get in and by that time I was bleeding pretty bad and I was just laying on the ground and then he come back to me, stood over me, and I just looked at him and I said, “Go easy on me man.” And he discharged the clip out of the .380, sat it on the ground and ran off.