Last night he caught her with another man. This morning he’s watering a new garden.
He left the dinner table to take the call, but she still heard him say “We’re a go for Epsilon Omega.”
When he returned to the table the building across the street exploded, and she glared as he said, “What, that’s a coincidence!”
The Baroness sighed, washing her hands in the opalescent ivory wash basin. “Now look what you’ve done, gone and made me get my hands all dirty, there’s a naughty pet,” she said, as red streaked on the white.
John and Suzie were the last surviving heirs to their father’s fortune. At dinner John poisoned Suzie who poisoned John.