Noziedznieks

Esmu izdarījis slepkavību, kas man īsti neizraisa nekādas emocijas. Policisti rokas saslēguši roku dzelžos aiz muguras. Interesantākais, ka kaut kā izlaužos no viņu varas un skrienu prom. Kad tie, kas dzenas pakaļ vairs nav manāmi, es samazinu soli. Baidos uzskriet kāda policista tiešajam acu skatienam. Pieskaros savai sejai, un zoda vietā jūtu garu, pinkainu bārdu. Tā nu gadās, ka es tomēr vienam uzduros un viņš prasa, vai neesot redzējis kādu vīrieti ar bārdu skaidrām pa iecirkni, es saku, ka nesen tik te ienācu. Nebeidzu beigt brīnīties, ka pats policists mani neatpazina. Izbēgt no policijas iecirkņa nemaz nebija tik grūti, kā licies. Ieskrienu lielā lielveikalā un prasu pirmajiem redzeslokā nonākušajiem vīriešiem. Balss izklausās ļoti izmisusi, taču es tāds nemaz nejūtos. Viņi labprāt piekrīt, sakot, ka viņiem tepat ir mašīna, jālec tikai iekšā. Mašīna ir tiešām netālu, taču tā vizuāli ļoti atšķiras no citām. Tā ir liela limuzīnveidīga ar pāris vizuāliem defektiem. Laikam jau tas atbilst definīcijai par nesen zagtas mašīnas izskatu. Es saku, ka labāk, lai laiž mani laukā, bet vīrieši tumšajos tērpos saka, ka aizvedīs līdz pašai Liepājai. Kaut kādā veidā es tomēr attopos uz grants ceļa, pilnīgi viens. Kāds man pasaka, ka viņi meklē kādu noziedznieku, kurš ir galīgi traks un skraidot apkārt. Vai ir iespējams vēl kāds vīrietis, kurš tik ļoti izskatās pēc manis? Pēkšņi krūmos dzirdu skrienošus soļus un tur nu viņš ir, bet viņam nav ne bārdas, ne garu matu, kā man. Viņš prasa palīdzību man, jo policija to meklējot, lai gan viņš neko nav izdarījis. Manu, ka viņa apģērbs ir skrandās. Liekas, ka jebkurš redzot šo vīrieti varētu nodomāt, ka tas ir kaut ko sliktu izdarījis un bēguļo. Es iesaku viņam noķert to mašīnu, kurā pats braucu, jo tie palīdzēs viņam noslēpties. Nojaušu, ka nekur tālu viņi tāpat neaizbrauks, un ļaunā labpatikā sāku virpināt bārdu. Interesanti, kā tas viss būtu beidzies. Kādi jauni noziegumi man bija prātā?

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