Have you seen my new apartment?" he quizzed."No, didn't know you moved," Liz replied."Yep, still in the process. It's a couple blocks from here," he s...aid, pointing down the road.Liz, somewhat anticipating a boring remainder of her trip, offered, "well since we're here, let's check it out."Chrissy went along with it and said, "sure."They walked in that direction, and had some small talk. Chrissy was a little hesitant to go into a man's apartment, even if he wasn't exactly a stranger, and she. So soon enough I was back at the shop to find a hand written note stuck to the door saying 'Back In 10 Minutes'.Now how the fuck was I gonna get my pay? Through the door window I spotted movement so I gave a knock & Mr.Singh gave a wave & then came & unlocked the door taking my arm & hurrying me inside before re-locking the door.he pointed to the door at the back of the shop telling me to go wait in the back room.The space was quite cramped,stacked with boxes & tucked in a corner was an old. At that time we had in our garden, that was accessible from the back road by a little iron gate, a fully equipped shed. It was fitted for having guests that wanted to stay over or were too intoxicated to go home. In the right-hand corner was one of those antique beds with those low bedposts with a ball on top of them, allowing the bed entirely open and approachable.I hadn't given the idea of the blindfold a lot of attention the following weeks. It was early springtime and one weekend, I was. ” I read the name from the small plate on his uniform, “Wilson. How may I help you?”“You’re aware of the murder that your wife was a witness too?”“Of course. I was standing no more than eight feet away from her when it happened.”“May I ask what you saw?”“I saw my wife and her lover come out of their hotel room and after I greeted them, his head exploded.”“Do you know how?”“Officer Wilson, I don’t own a gun, I didn’t hire anyone to shoot Brian Howland, and I never even stepped towards them. It.