“Oh, god, what a gorgeous morning!
Taking a motorcycle ride would be just the thing today. Hubby had to
go to his silly corporate … why is the phone in use?”
Taking the phone receiver quietly off
the hook. Her husband was on the phone talking to someone else about
having her killed. It sounded like he was still in the house.
Grabbing his .45 from under the mattress she got dressed and quietly
went down the back stairs into the kitchen.
Her husband was standing by the knife
block. “Darling,” he smiled and picked up a knife.
BANG!
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