June 8, 2007
Which is what it is. The men walk carefully through the rooms, hearing nothing until the police car sirens scream outside. As the policemen burst through the doors, the two men open the balcony door. Lying on the ground is the body of the tenantís ex-wife, her suicide weapon beside her. He stares in shock at the woman he once loved and the gun which ended her life. There is a note in her hand, but he canít read it. He turns away, reeling, as the policeman asks him where he had been yesterday, and did he know this woman?