Hector Vasquez, 35, a Hispanic male, was fatally shot on October 8, 2025, during a rolling shooting spree that began in Sugar Land and swept into southwest Houston. He was at work at his tire and mechanic shop when the violence reached him in the early afternoon, not long after a woman had been gunned down in Sugar Land near U.S. 90 and Dairy Ashford. The same suspect then drove to a Fondren-area auto shop, where two men were shot; one of them was Hector.
Authorities later found the gunman dead of an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound on Creekbend Drive, ending the rampage.
Investigators and family later identified Hector as the owner of Houston Elite Tire, a fixture in his community. Accounts from the scene indicate that after the assailant shot a mechanic, Hector began recording on his phone; the gunman turned on him and opened fire, killing him. The suddenness of the attack left coworkers and nearby customers with only fragments of memory—raised voices, the crack of gunfire, and then a shop floor gone still.
Police named the suspect as 42-year-old William Delawrence Lewis, who, according to local reporting, was out on bond for an assault at the time. Investigators believe he first killed a woman with whom he had a prior relationship in Sugar Land before driving toward Houston, where he killed the mechanic and then Hector, an uninvolved bystander whose workday happened to intersect with the shooter’s path. With the suspect’s suicide soon after the murders, there were no arrests; the criminal case closed with the alleged perpetrator dead.
In the days that followed, friends and relatives described Hector as a devoted family man and provider whose generosity ran ahead of his years. Memorial pages and local coverage marked his age and the date of his death, but the story that resonated most was simpler: he was doing ordinary, honest work when extraordinary violence found him. The city stitched together the timeline and places—Sugar Land’s roadway, Houston’s shop floors, a quiet stretch of Creekbend—while his loved ones gathered around a life interrupted, asking for answers that a dead suspect could no longer provide.
