Prologue
I did it.
I killed her.
Leaning back I take another swig of beer.
Relief flows through me.
It's all over and victory is sweet.
I fooled them all.
The waves off my deck crashed around me, forecasting the arrival of a storm.
I love storms--the danger and excitement of them--mimicking my mood, especially today.
She deserved to die--that bossy, prying witch.
I'm amazed at how easy it was.
Everyone always told me I was smart. All through school I got top marks.
For once I was able to use my brain to my advantage--to plan and pull off this murder.
I can still remember the moment when she knew I had poisoned her.
First there was shock, then sadness and finally disgust.
Fortunately she was too sick to do anything about it.
It had all gone according to my brilliant plan.
But it was her own fault.
Everything would have gone up in smoke if I allowed her to live.
It's now clear sailing ahead.
Soon I will be off to my hideaway in the sun--with a new name, identity and life.
I'm fed up with trying to pretend that I'm decent and moral.
I'm tired of having to fake love for people I could care less about.
I've had it with responsibility.
After all I've been through, life owes me.
It's time to play, time to have fun.
I deserve a comfortable life and I'm finally on my way.
No-one suspects and no-one is going to stop me now
... and I'll kill again if anyone even tries.
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