1 Prologue

Police Station may 12 1887 a what seems to be average man sit inpatient tap his foot with great stress on his mind the tapping told it. a tall man waln in a gun in its holster and looking at the man. The police man sit next to the man with great ease

" How you doing" Asking the man while lighting up a cigarette in his hands

" Oh i don't know getting accused of murdering my wife and since the evidence do not go in my favor I could be looking at years in prison or death penalty. Mind if I have one detective Ryan?"

"No problem. But if you ask me scum like you Conners sould just get the death penalty but you know the law" He handed a cigarette to the man

The man looked the detective with angry sadness, and disgust on his face he stood up and light the cigarette. " See you whan I see you pig" Anderson walk away with so many thoughts going throw his head when he tried to think clearly he could only think about his wife, Anderson, the trial, detective, his future, and the night it only could come up in flashs only alot of bozos and a gun missing one bullet held in his hands but it wasn't covered in blood he know that much. He unloocked the car and sat down and started the car and looked at the passenger seat as if it was missing some thing and he know exactly what it was his wife. he griped the string wheel with great sadness he could feel the tears going down his cheeks it only caused more to come in he had been throw so much and all he could do is take it frist his wife cheated on him with his ex lawer, then after not drinking for a year he got blackout drunk and only twenty-four hour later he was been arrested and accused of the murder of his wife and that was only two days ago he dyed the tears and drove out of the police station parking lot

As he drove he could only think of sleep as he drove and parked in his garage and closed the door and sighed and hit the stirring wheel. as he got out as he got to his couch he sat there looking at a wedding photo of his wife Sara and he cheeked his message machen but nothing was there he want to his bedroom and looked at the large bed he looked at it depperseingly and thought about her again he wiped the tears and got undressed the whole time on the verge of tears and as he got on his pajamas he and lied down he looked at his left and thought about her and then he burst in to tears and cried himself to sleep on that night and that night he would never forget. As he fell alseep he felt little hope in his life and wanted to end it.