It is late, about 12 am on a cold still night in Metro Detroit when the police had pulled my Cheyenne over. I waited calmly as the officer returned after running my plates and ID.

"Everything checks out, now why, Mr. Ghost, are you out here in the middle of the night?"

"Oh you didn't hear? Adrian Jamaal White got out of jail."

After reaching for his sidearm the officer squealed, "sir get out of the car, NOW."

...later that night at the Westland Police department...

"Now after searching your vehicle, we found a few items..."

"What, did you find my utility knife?..You know i have been searching for that."

"HEY, stop playing around! we know what was in your trunk. Now why in the hell were you driving around this part of town with a Light .50 in your trunk? That's some pretty high tech hardware, son."

"I bought it legally, whats the issue here, officer?"

After a brief silence, the piggy raised his voice rapidly..."The ISSUE is that I have two mangled bodies in over 69 Evidence bags! NOW YOU...TELL ME...WHY?"

"What do you possibly think that i had anything to do with it?!"

"Yes Ghost, YES I DO...and you know why im so god damn sure of that?!..."

"W-..."

"Shut it!...im so God damn sure of it because you just so happen to be in the area, driving in the opposite direction! WITH A GOD DAMN ANTI-TANK GUN IN YOUR GLOVE BOX."

"OSV-96."

"What?"

"OSV-96...Thats the name of the rifle."

"I don't give a FUCK what it is! What i do give a fuck about is how and why in the hell are two young men are all over Michigan Avenue and Merriman and still find black and red pieces of victim all over the next 12 blocks?"

After a short silence...I sat silently...

"You're looking at life, son. We know it was you...If your not going to talk, then go ahead and rot in prison..."

As the officer stood up and walked towards the only door leading out of this interrogation room, "wait."

He turned, and gazed over me..."What.Happened.Tonight?"

Giving off a sigh "Alright...It was self defense..."

As he sits back down in his chair across the silver metal table. "Self Defense?"

"Yes."

"Then you tell me what they did to make you defend your self."

"He had a Knife, the other had a gun."

"Thats when you shot them?"

"No."

"Then When?"

"When they faced me."

"So wait, how did you feel threatened if they werent even looking at you?

-Knock Knock Knock-

"Excuse me, Mr. Ghost." As he pulled back his chair and took two steps towards the door to open it...Him and another man whispered through the crack of the door...it closed...as he arrived he asked, "Are you missing any information your keeping from me?"

"No. Ive told you all you've asked."

"Really? 'cause you seemed to have missed out the part where you were 2.4 kilometers away from the victims!" He threw a Zippo lighter at the metal table top. "we found this in an abandoned building...the angle matches the trajectory from the building where that was found to the point of impact on the cement...not to mention the black and red rain splatter to the next city over...Your guilty! Now WHAT HAPPENED?"

"It was Self defense. They had weapons."

"From 2.4 Kilometers away?"

"Yup...."

The rest i dont care to share because it is my business and i dont feel comfortable...in short, gangstas got lit bro.