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Mother of victim speaks out against 'Nazi evil' behind Virginia double murder

A 17-year-old boy has been charged with murdering Scott Fricker, 48, and his wife Buckley Kuhn-Fricker, 43, inside their Reston home on Friday. (Courtesy of family)

Bouquets of flowers line the sidewalk along Black Fir Court in Reston.

A small placard reads simply, “Hate has no home here.”

Both are signs of compassion and caring from friends and neighbors of Scott Fricker, 48, and his wife Buckley Kuhn-Fricker, 43, who were shot to death in their own home last Friday.


“The reason I'm speaking out is because of the Nazi evil that was behind all this,” Buckley’s mother Janet Kuhn said quietly.

That evil, family members say, led to gunfire, and a 911 call from the Fricker’s 16-year-old daughter.

Broadcastify recordings documented the exchange between responding Fairfax County officers and dispatchers:

Dispatcher: “Caller is upstairs with her boyfriend.”

Officer: “Shot fired.”

Dispatcher: “Scene is advising shots fired.”

Seconds later, police found the 17-year old boyfriend with a self-inflicted gunshot wound.

Officer: “We’re going to be upstairs, second level. The house isn’t cleared yet. I think we have the shooter down.”

Dispatcher: “Can you advise the number of victims?”

Officer: “We have two victims, three including the (inaudible)…”

Kuhn said in the minutes before that 911 call, the Frickers heard a noise inside the home, and found their daughter with the boy, who had been suspected of holding neo-Nazi views.

She believes the 16-year-old had let the boy into the house, and that the two were together for about an hour before the girl’s parents discovered the teens were together.

It turned into a deadly encounter.

“Buckley and Scott heard a noise, somehow sensed something was up,” she said. “They yelled at him to get out of the house and never come back. (He) pulled the gun out, and shot him, and Buckley, who was standing right behind him in the hallway.”

The two teens then walked into another room, and the boy shot himself in the head, Kuhn said.

“Without the Nazi evil, this never would have happened,” she said softly.

Kuhn said the teens had been dating since June.

But family members were “uncomfortable” with the daughter’s new boyfriend from Lorton.

The Washington Post said after looking through the 16-year-old’s phone, Buckley found retweets of messages attributed to the boyfriend “praising Hitler, supporting book burnings, and calling for ‘white revolution.’”

Kuhn said there were frightening images, too.

“A picture of a Nazi officer with a swastika on his head, a picture of a skeletal face with blood dripping, the Nazi symbol,” she said.

Kuhn also recalled there was a conversation where the girl asked her parents if they knew that “Jews were partly responsible for starting World War II.”

The family, fearing the boy was trying to indoctrinate the girl, tried an intervention in D.C., Kuhn recalled, which appeared to turn things around.

The girl, Kuhn said, agreed to stop seeing the boy.

Still, Buckley was afraid her daughter was going to run away.

Just three days before Christmas, she asked for alarms on all the doors as a present.

Kuhn told ABC7 News her daughter was the “best wife that anyone could have had” and a person with character and empathy.

She recalled how Buckley started a family business, “Buckley’s For Seniors,” to help elderly residents by driving them to appointments, help them with bills and even get their hair done.

“She did so much good for so many people,” Kuhn said. “Just completely giving.”

She described Scott Fricker as a wonderful husband and father, who would take the family to sports games and museum outings.

The daughter, she said, was a “sweet, naïve” girl.

Meanwhile, police say the boy remains in critical condition at an area hospital.

It’s expected then that he will be formally charged with two counts of murder.

But for Kuhn and other family members, this Christmas has now been a time of anguish.

No one expected what happened.

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