It was 10:45 Saturday night. The air was cool and crisp. But one house stood out from all the rest. That was Mr. Hernandez' house. Sirens squealed, police lights flashed, and the groggy, uninterested voices of the police officers filled the air. A silver Mercedes pulled into Mr. Hernandez' driveway. Pete Lawson stepped out of his brand new silver Mercedes. He was about 5'8'', and 180lbs. He had...