The undisciplined thunder growled outside the five-story building, while just inside the open window on the fifth floor, a man whoad been forced onto the ledge stood screaming, pleading for his life, constrained to take his own life. The streaks of lightning flashed violently in his eyes, exposing the fear in his heart. His cry to save his life caught in his throat. The wind and rain mocked him and then mingled with his tears. Just earlier that day, Bruno overheard him say he would jump from the window if he did not get what he wanted. He did not get it, and now everyone would think he jumped. Smitty could feel the noose grip tighter around his neck as panic swelled within his chest. His eyes bulged as death knocked at his door. It was the perfect plan, the perfect accident. If only he had listened. If only his attitude had been differenta]