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Brookwood Hospital.Credit : WVTM 13 News/YouTube
An Alabama man fatally shot his wife shortly after she gave birth before turning the gun on himself in an apparent murder-suicide.
Police in Homewood, Ala., said they responded to a shooting at Women’s Center of Brookwood Hospital on Sunday, March 1.
Once there, officers discovered that a woman, who was a patient at the hospital, and a man had both died from gunshot wounds. No one else was injured.
Police believe the incident was a murder-suicide.
WVTM, WBRC, and AL.com reported that the two deceased were identified as Precious Johnson, 24, and her husband, Kynath William Terry Jr., 19.
Citing a coroner’s report, WVTM reported that Johnson, who was shot multiple times by Terry, had just had a baby.
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The outlet spoke to Terry’s mother, who said the couple had been having marital issues but that she didn’t know her son was violent.
Danne Howard, the president of the Alabama Hospital Association, spoke to WBRC in the aftermath of the incident.
“There are a few places in our world where we should feel safe — at church, our hospitals, and our homes,” Howard said, per the outlet. “Unfortunately, things happen and we do not feel safe anymore. We want to assure the public that our hospitals and our health care providers consider safety just as important as providing quality health care.”
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