The Paradox Factor by Lucid NR

The man is in his early thirties. He is wearing a white lab coat, so you assume he must be a doctor of some type. He has blond hair and a neatly trimmed blond beard. He is holding a silver gun aimed directly at your chest. Hanging out of his pocket you see a yellow manila envelope.

You suddenly realize that you know this man! It's Bill Ramsey. You've known Bill your entire life, he's a good friend of the family. How could you not have known Bill?

"Why, Jimmy?", Bill asks in a shaky voice, his eyes filling with tears.