41The police station isn’t a big building but it loomed over me now casting a dark shadow. Coppers walking in and out none of them seemed to even give me a second glance. This would be a huge gamble. Walking into a police station and trying to convince the police that I wasn’t the person Identified by one of the victims. When in reality I am the person they are looking for. What is the maximum amount of time you can stand in front of a police station before someone comes and asks if you are ok or need help? I have been here too long now I’m off to the pub for a pint. I can’t stand here any longer dithering.From the pub, I could see the police station across the road and I sat nursing a pint. If I had a gun I would be able to start picking off coppers left right and centre from here it would only be a short term activity. I’m under no delusions that the police wouldn’t see me sitting on a barstool in front of a huge clear glass window. Through my imaginary sights, I sta

43The police basically didn’t want anything from me. A male officer came to me DCI something or other I didn’t pay enough attention to his name it wasn’t important enough. All he wanted was my name and address age and phone number. He said that it probably wouldn’t be necessary as I had gone to them and that was all they would need for now as they had other leads to chase up on the case and I didn’t fit anything apart from a slight resemblance to the description given by a man hit in the head with a hammer. I could not believe my luck. Outside was a phone box and I walked straight in and rang Louise.“Lou I’m out and free.”“So you’re not wanted?”“No it’s not exactly a reliable witness and they have more credible leads to follow up.”“That is Amazing. We need to celebrate.”“let me get home and we can talk more there. I’ll see you so

45So it occurs to me that I have found myself in another situation that I don’t want to be in. I do because I want to kill Colin. I don’t because I have zero planning for this right now. Yes, he is still alive for now. The thing is he can’t be left alive now he knows too much. If I kill him though how do I know no one will see me leave or that no one saw me enter?“Colin. You know that you are going to die, don’t you?”“You have said.”He was dejected. All hope was gone and he had given up so easily I was almost feeling sorry for him.“Don’t be like that Col. I did like you so I will make it quick and if you want I will let your family know your dead so they aren’t wondering what happened to you. I can’t tell them where your body will be because if you found then there is more than likely a clue on you that will link to me. Would you like me to do that? I have never offered th

47Who thought gay bars could be so much fun. The people have been so accepting and friendly. It only took one explanation that I was straight but had a gay friend who had recently died and I wanted to have more people like him in my life. This seemed to cause a buzz and I became a minor celebrity in the bar. They wanted to know who my friend was. When I told them about Colin some knew him personally and I mean personally others had heard of him. Everyone blamed it on a gay bashing gone wrong. I brought up the gay slayer and the chatter exploded. Apparently, gay people are living in fear for the most part. I have to admit that my opinion on gay people has taken a u-turn and I have been wrong about them. They are funny and just want to live their lives in peace with the people they love.Louise found it hilarious that I was having a better time in gay bars than down at the local pub. It was harder to explain to Lou that I felt accepted there. Her response was.&l