Criminals

"I'm going to go somewhere", he declared.
"Where?" I asked.
"To the park of course." Iza replied quickly.
I wondered why. He seemed friendly, but what had happened at the park that made him go there.
Fifteen minutes had past, and I was getting worried. Had he been caught?
Soon, I received a voicemail, it turned out that Iza was dead, and he had shot himself with a grenade in his mouth. It turned out, he had actually received a message to bomb a governemtn building, or never see his friend (me) again. This decision prompted him to hold a grenade outside and shoot it.