'You Got A Lighter?' :Part Two:

'You Got A Lighter?' :Part Two:

Two o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on your door. You became angry; you had an important meeting in the morning with your boss. But don't we all? Stretching in your bed, you threw on your robe inside-out and stomped your way down the stairs. The knocking began to get harder and hallow on the cold oak wood.

You yelled, flinging the door open.

Nobody was there. Rolling your eyes, you laughed in anger, looking around in the darkness. Nothing. Not until you look down. You noticed a small piece of paper as you begin swearing to yourself. This was a regular. Slamming the door you open the sheet of small paper, reading: 'livE', the 'E' being uppercased. The rest sloppily lowercased. Not thinking much of your every-other-day-problem, you were quick to lock the door and head back to sleep. Your not even a lick of scared, are you, Dmitri? Your on your own on that one... Can't sleep, can you? Thought so... Sitting up all alone in your bed you scratch at your scalp, then placing your hands on your knees. Thinking. You knew exactly why you were sent so many hate-letters. But this one was different... beyond different.. You were so used to three page letter, full of profanity and threats. This one was merely a four-lettered word.

You thought, How funny? No, it's not funny at all, Dmitri. Pay attention and realize the situation here... Wake up! Now... go downstairs and get that letter... read it again... read... it.. It's not saying 'live', Dmitri. It's saying 'Evil'. Uh-oh, Dmirti... somebody knows our little secret. Our secret we kept hidden so well for so many years. They know what you did. Hell, they might even know why you did what you did. Your case, the Forman case, you titled it 'Evil'. But that's not all you did, Dmitri. You also planted false evidence that sent Forman to his death. Oh? Nobody knew? No, Dmitri.. this somebody knew. Your a murderer, son. You knew what you were doing was wrong, but you only did it for one reason, and one reason only. Forman. He killed your wife, remember? You must have been angry! Rage, hate, confusion, ignored. You knew you had to end his life, because he ended your wife's. But in the beginning, there wasn't enough evidence to throw him away. So that's when you went to work.

And my, oh, my, let me say! It was brilliant! Apprehensive! Captivating! You did so well, and you put it all together so nicely, Dmitri! You should have been proud! But don't smile now, son... Your a caught man. Let me ask you a question... How did you do it? Seriously.. Taking the simple fact you were beyond angry, how were you able to come up with all that evidence that just hit the damn spot so well? You knew the case a bit too well, boy... Explain that to me.. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure this one out.. Ha! You know as well as I do there is no way in hell you knew! I mean, come on! You knew the suspects before they were even suspected! You knew about the evidence, because you planted it! And you figured it all out the same day you were given the case, but you held out.. You knew they would suspect something...

Dmitri, how much longer so you think you can hide this? You can't take this, can you? No... you don't belong in this world... And you still don't get it... do you? Dmitri, you were the one who killed your wife. Yeah, the truth hurts, but it's still the God forbidden truth. Hey.. calm down, now. Have a seat... there is a lot you are now dying to know...