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I'm not yellow, you little shit. I'm the most courageous man on
the face of the planet. I'm alone in the same room as a man who is
proud to think he's an assassin. "Wasp." Not many men would take that
chance. And I'm not even scared.
"Phallus."
You pervert. And that just proves you have no clue, it was only
blind luck. "Ski."
"Inheritance."
Yeah, that's why I did it, so what. I only think you're playing
with me, but you have no idea of what you're saying. "Epithet." You're
just trying to win this stupid game.
"Trial."
There will never be a trial, you dumb fuck. "Loop." And even if
there was, I'd get off scott free.
"Police."
Are you kidding? The police are stupider than you are. They
actually consoled me when it happened. "Era." The stupid fucks
consoled my wife's murderer.
"Arrest."
No way, sonny. It has been five months, and they've gotten
nowhere. They think she committed suicide. "Trapeze." They are NOT
going to arrest me.
"Ewe. E-W-E."
"Earth." See, you have no idea. I'm the only one who know's and
I will NEVER confess.
"Hammer."
"How the hell do you do it?!? Yes, I killed my wife, Lee. Yes I
knocked her out with a hammer. Yes I cut her with a poison razor. Yes
I put her in the shower to look like suicide. Yes I did it to collect
all of her fathers inheritance. Yes, yes, yes!!!!"
Kibo was gone. I slumped in my chair. It was now a matter of
them believing a crazy wanna-be assassin or a distinguished doctor. I
still had nothing to worry about. Even when the officer was reading me
my rights I knew I was still invincible.
* * * * *
The sergeant was sitting across the table from me asking me
questions, and I was telling him the same old bullshit. The
accommodations weren't bad considering I was under arrest. Of course
they would have to release me soon, they had nothing on me. Just the
testimony of some crazy patient at the U/Mass Medical Center. I had
nothing to worry about. After all, my profession was minds, and I knew
the police believed me, and thought the crazy fuck, was just that, a
crazy fuck. The cop was just going through the motions as he asked me
if I had killed my wife, if I had confessed in that office, and even
what I thought of the mental stability of my accuser. That was the
fingered me. They did not think that I had done it.
A buzzer sounded and the sergeant picked up a phone. He listened
a moment. "Send him in," he said into the phone, and turned to me as he
hung up. "The chief is coming in."
The door opened and the chief came in. "We have no evidence to
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