My day began like any other day. The sound of the alarm clock, the skip of my heart at the interruption of sleep, the headache all over again. I eased out of bed as so not to wake her because I didn't want to hear her griping again this morning. I grab quick shower hoping to ease the pain in my head. I'm interrupted by knock at the door. There are 2 officers and a detective at my door. They ask my name then cuff me read me my rights and put me in the patrol car and whisked me downtown for questioning. What's going on I ask? Someone please tell me what's going on and why I'm here. "Where is He? Where is Ike?" That's all they would say. Ike now that's a name I hadn't heard in a while. I had known Ike sine I was 8 years old. He has always been my best friend. Why do you want to know where he is? The officer in front of me said" because he has killed some people and we want to know why"