Thursday, September 28, 2017

Breach of Contract

Breach of Contract
By Michael Cannata  

"Your death won't surprise anyone," she sneered. The sardonic smile twisted her beautiful face into a hate-filled mask.

"Your heart has been ready to fail for years. The drugs I put in your drink is just going to speed things up a bit. I don't know how I lasted this long! Feeling your dry, withered hands touch my body was always disgusting! Tonight, while we're still married, it's all going to end. Your doctor… my latest lover… assured me no one would ever suspect anything. Putting the drugs in your nightcap was his idea."

The old man lay clutching his chest as he gasped for breath. Spasms gripped him as spittle started to run from his mouth. She loved watching him suffer in agony! She figured he'd be dead in about 20 minutes. In the meantime, she would get ready to be picked up by her lover to celebrate his death.

He was a ridiculously rich, 75 year old man. She was an incredibly gorgeous, 24 year old stripper. "A match made in hell!" his lawyer scolded him. "She makes a bimbo look like a Harvard grad. All she wants is your money!"

"Who cares!" he retorted. "I'm giving her a million bucks just to get her in bed with me! Just draw up the pre-nup contract so I can have her." And that's exactly what he did. One year of marriage and the money would be hers.

Once she discovered how much he money he had, a million dollars seemed like a pittance. He was worth a hundred times that! She would get it all if he died before the year was up. She'd been married a month when she started making plans. She heard the doorbell ring. One last look and she would be on her way to a life of luxury!

To her shock, her husband was sitting up in bed smiling at her. Her look grew even more confused when she spotted the cell phone he held in his hand. She heard the tinny voice on the other end of the open line through the speaker.

"Mrs. Collins! This is, Detective Moore. We have, Dr Sloan, here. He called us, right after he phoned your husband to warn him of your plan. We heard everything. The police are at the door. I suggest you answer it!"

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