"I don't know them."
He looked over at his bike, the package of questionable legality still tied securely on it.
"I was in the middle of a delivery when I heard someone point me out to you. I barely had time to see them get shot, being focused on the road and all."
"It gets easier. Believe me. Witnesses say what they must, sign the paper and leave. Problem is, I don't like it when someone holds back information that relates to the case. Cause now that tells me something about you and the relation to the victim."