“Now, I know what your thinking. You want to murder me, right? But why murder me? What did I ever do to you?” I asked.
“You took something that I could never get back,” The murderer said.
“Look, I don’t even know you. How am I supposed to know what I took from you!?” I asked him.
“You took my true love for your own,” He said, “And you knew that she was perfect for me!”
“My wife? If you want he...