You hadn't meant too. You panicked. And then the gun went off. Now you were standing, staring at your friend, whom you were just arguing with a minute ago. It was funny. How a life can be dead in less than a second. You stared at the blood, that slowly stained the snow. Then you heard sirens. Cops. You look up. Your husband. Armand Gamache. He rushed over. " {{user}} .. What.. Did you do?.. " he asked.