I decided to call Adam Oakey Law office. I knew they would be the ones to help my son.
Once I talked to them , they assured me, we were in good hands.
I decided to call Adam Oakey Law office. I knew they would be the ones to help my son.
Once I talked to them , they assured me, we were in good hands.
I immediately began calling and emailing the sergeant to give them this evidence I had found from the dash cam I had asked them about.
This was supposedly found by the accident scene by some random person, but not by the police there?
I continued to call and email to make sure they had received the video and just wasn’t getting responses.
Final a detective called to give us a link to submit the evidence another was along with my sons GPS screenshots.
We kept calling to get updates, but still nothing.
The detective did call one more time to talk to my husband to let him know they had went and talk to the address that was on the envelope, and he said he found the items scattered on the sidewalk in that intersection and then nothing else.
I decided to call some of my friends that work in IT and asked them if there was any deleted files, could they recover them??
They told me the could, as log as the file had not already been recorded over. So I brought them the SD card that day.
On Monday 4/21/25 I get a call from them and he tells me, Brooke, I recovered one deleted file for you. And it the entire accident that involves the white GTI and your son.
I ask them to please immediately email me the video.
And I watched this while I was at work. My heart sank. My son had been KILLED. That person went after my son, braked checked him and cause my son to lose control of his car, flip, be ejected and KILLED. He lied to the police as my son lay there DEAD on the ground because of him.
AND SOMEONE TRIED TO DELETE THE VIDEO
Now we will never know who, but I’M JUST SAYING,PRETTY SURE SOME RANDOM PERSON ISNT GONNA DELETE ONE VIDEO. THE EVIDENCE OF THE CRASH.
This is the day I had to look over the police report.
I couldn’t even read some it with all the graphic details of what happened to my son. It was absolutely heart shattering. My poor son. He didn’t deserved this shit to happen to him. The only thing I could take some comfort in, was that he passed away fast and didn’t suffer.
Then reading what the other driver said. Just did sit right with me.
So I decided to watch the dash cam. There were hundred’s of videos on there, but not one for that evening? I know his camera records when he turns it on, so why was there not one when he left his apartment?
We had asked many wonderful people to hold a cruise for my son after his service.
The service its self was beautiful and simple. Enrique would have definitely approved.
All the people that came out to show support for my boy, was truly amazing. It hard to put in to words how grateful we are. And how they made my heart feel during the hardest time of my life.
It was absolutely the saddest and hardest thing I have ever had to do.
We were still trying to come to terms that Enrique had made a bad choice driving that caused him his own life. It just did feel right.
The day before my sons service which was planned for 4/12/25, while sitting in my kitchen with Enrique’s 2 best friends and his fiancΓ© Angel, my husband comes in from going to the mail and hands me a manilla envelope. I open it and pull out a small ziploc bag that contained his ID, Social Security card and his missing dash cam. It also had a little white paper that said “These were found at Coors and Sequoia.” I was shocked. We had been looking for that dash cam since the wreck. We had even asked the sergeant if it had been found and he said no. We alsolooked for it when we went to see his car, and get whatever of his items we could recover.
I decided not to look at it because I wasn’t ready to see anything. knew his camera recorded once his car turned on.
So I put it away.
Talked to sergeant to get some more information on his take of what happened and what he seen.
I was told it looked to be the Enrique had cut off the other driver going at a high rate of speed.
He was saying he crossed over from the right side of the road, cut the driver off which cause a pit maneuver like accident that tipped my son’s back bumper causing him to lose control and roll his car several times and be ejected.
I was told on several occasions that he shouldn’t be telling me these things, because its still under investigation. But based on the witness reports and the other drivers statement, that Enrique was most likely at fault.
We went to go collect things from his car
My husband is the most amazing man in the world. He went to look first and collect some items, and let us know how bad it was.
We collectively made a decision to go see it and close this part of just wondering.
Even if he was wearing his seatbelt, no. Just no…The car was very bad. Crushed on the top, and all sides from flipping.
Fukin horrible.
Kayle found the hat he was wearing…
No words.
There was no blood on the car or hat thankfully. But I now know it was the left side of his head that was injured.
We are all playing scenarios in our head. It’s hard just wondering. It’s draining.
I’m Fukin exhausted and so broken
NO MOTHER SHOULD SEE THESE THINGS
Today we make arrangements. Damn
This shouldn’t be like this.
My whole body aches. My heart hurts like I’ve never felt before.
I’m trying so hard to be strong.
This whole thing is just so unfair.
I miss my son so Fukin much. How do you even just carry on from this? No more birthdays, calls , mothers day from him, hugs…nothing …just emptiness
I’m just so Fukin sad man
And this is how it all started….
March 28th at 11:50pm I get a call from my Mom
Hey, Enrique’s phone called 911.
I jump up and try to call him. No answer. So I look at the GPS tracker on his car. It shows 11:44 pm impact detected. I try calling him , then his girlfriend then him. No answer still.
I get the location of the car and just haul ass that way.
We get there and all I see is the road being blocked. I yell to the police, my son is over there my son is over there…he tells me to park. It felt so far away.
I start running to the police and I fall and scrape my hand but jump up to go to run to them. They won’t tell me nothing. He tells us to wait in the car and they start putting up the tape to block everything off. . I refused WTF this is my kid WTF someone tell me something. Im begging them to tell me if he’s ok or not.
My daughter shows up. Finally after what seems like a Fukin eternity, I get a little paper handed to me with a number to Sgt working on the accident.
So I call and ask him if my son is alive……….
He tells me no, he is not. I just Fukin lose everything in me. My heart breaks and I just fall to the ground.
My life changed that very moment.
I took that picture to show Enrique how scary this was, thinking he’d be coming back home.
Never did I think, that he wouldn’t be.