In a dark alleyway outside the butchery, a dangerous conversation between two men was unravelling. One of the men, who had scraggy hair, bloodshot eyes and a grim looking face spoke.
"Bob" he addressed "I swear I'll put the money into good use, now please, give it to me." The man with the stained apron replied, "No Ronald, I can't let my hard earned cash fall into your hands. Look at you! I know that it will be wasted on drugs." The conversation was brief, yet it caused a long series of unfortunate events that took many a life.

The morning after, Bob's neighbour was found dead in his house. there was no evidence that could lead to the murderer except some blood was streaked onto the body, and it was not the victim's own. Investigators arrived at noon and by then, another attack had occurred. this time the unfortunate souls were Bob's wife and children.
"Excuse me Sir, are you Bob Miller?" the policeman enquired, "Yes, are you here to ask me questions?" Bob replied, unaware of the situation. " No, I am here to arrest you for manslaughter." "Manslaughter? Of whom?" "I believe you know, your wife, children and neighbour. Now i will lead you to the police station, come with me." . Despite Bob's efforts to protest he was taken to the police station and was asked some questions. "Bob Miller," the officer started, "Is it correct that you are a butcher?" "Why yes, but I do not see how this is to do with-" "Our investigators found some blood from your butchery on the victims' bodies, and further examinations showed that the victims were killed by electrocution, I believe that these methods are often used in your abattoir. " Bob could not contain his anger, he thought he was done with losing his beloved ones but now he had lost the trust of the police and others around him. "How can you claim that I killed my own wife, children and my neighbour with such little evidence? You people are a bunch of dumb dodos! I didn't kill them, it's Ronald Matthews for sure, he's on drugs and I got into an argument with him only a few nights ago!" the police officer was oblivious to Bob's words. "Mr Miller, we must hold you under arrest until we find any evidence which may indicate that you are innocent. Now, please step into the cell." Bob was imprisoned yet the killer was still loose. No one would listen to him, and now he was to spend his days in a cell, awaiting trial. Bob was wide awake that night and he heard someone coming down the corridor, towards his cell. the door handle turned. On Sunday morning the police officer opened the door to Bob's cell. there was nothing there except for a single piece of paper with some words written in red. It read, "I told you so".