[ WP ] Sheriff may be in a wheelchair , but you do n't want to break the law here .

`` You killed your wife,'' I said. 
 
 To his credit, his face did n't betray much. Apparently he'd planned for this possibility. 
 
 `` Saying a thing does n't make it so, Detective.'' 
 
 `` It's'Sheriff,''' I said. I knew where he was going with this. They always do. Because they're killers, and killers ca n't, at their heart, resist that chance to be cruel. 
 
 `` Oh, but it *was* Detective, was n't it? Before you could n't do it any more? Before you got so desperate to keep playing your game of cops and robbers that you moved out to bumble-nowhere to find someplace that would let you? Face it, Detective, all a jury is going to see when my lawyer- my *very expensive lawyer* is done with you is a desperate man trying to prove that he's not...'' 
 
 `` What,'' I said, `` Crippled?'' 
 
 ``... irrelevant.'' 
 
 `` My body might be in a wheelchair,'' I said, `` But my brain is still all right here. Yours, on the other hand, is handicapped by one simple thing - you're an amateur. I've seen hundreds of murders. I know all the little ways that someone new to killing can fuck it up. Now... this is my favorite part. You've had your fun belittling me and my disability, and now I'm going to roll into the other room. And I'm going to come back with an envelope. You wan na think about what's in that envelope? Think about all the things that could be inside there, all the things you could have missed? Maybe it's an evidence envelope with something of yours inside it. Maybe it's a picture of fingerprints. Maybe it's phone records. Maybe it's a witness statement proving your alibi false. It could be any of those things... or none of them. I just want you to know that this conversation was me toying with you. Relishing in your last moments of false confidence before I go and get that envelope.'' 
 
 He bolted to his feet. 
 
 `` And if I just walk out of here,'Detective?' You still have n't formally arrested me.'' 
 
 `` Well, I sure could n't chase you,'' I said. 
 
 He grinned. 
 
 `` Guess I'd just have to shoot you.'' 
 
 His smile fell. 
 
 `` And lem me tell you,'' I said, `` My aim has gotten a lot better now that I'm always sitting still.''
