the assault a racially motivated act of white supremacy, describing the suspect as a hate filled soul. we re learning tonight about the victims. 32 to 86 years old including the beloved security guard, a retired police lieutenant working security at the store, confronting the gunman, shooting him, but the gunman had body armor and police say the suspect then killed that guard. stephanie ramos on the scene tonight. inside the moments of terror we re now hearing from some of the survivors who were inside the grocery store when the gunshots began. they could hear the shots getting closer. one mother telling me she was shopping with a family member. she ran to find a back exit, he ran to a meat freezer where he hid. our interview right here tonight. the hate crime investigation now under way tonight, sources telling abc news racial slurs and the names of previous mass shooters were written on his gun. and his prior history with police. accused of threatening behavior before a
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