Alibi: Science fiction

Too many things to alibi, too many arguments and lies. He listened to the heavy pound of fists on the door. They'd be through in a minute, to find him here, squatting in the corner, his apartment papered with evidence. He lifted the blue pill up to the light and stared at it. It--he couldn't--who would take care of her? The door splintered away from the jamb. As the police spilled into the room with shouts and drawn guns and blinding flashlight beams, he dropped the blue pill into his mouth and dry-swallowed it, closing his eyes tightly. "Oh, shit--" he heard one of the cops swear...and then there wasn't a him there to hear it anymore. The--thing he was sitting on--floor, suggested a word in his mind, was cold, and there were noisy people in black rushing around.

Inspiration: "Sympathy" by Lou Hickey
Story Potential: High
Notes: And then it's a mystery. Once he is capable of being on his own, as a person with no memory. This could be...fun.