Author warning Chapter 2 contains an explicit scene.
Chapter Two Robert Gregg
Guy Arnold was busying himself getting his tea. He was home late after being at a funeral – his wife had tripped down the stairs and had broken her neck.
Guy had a solid alibi. He was at a meeting with the rest of the board of directors who were dividing their share of the £45,460 made on the stock exchange investment or so he thought. He really was an innocent person as far as the money was concerned, but the brutal murder of his wife was something else. He hadn’t actually done the deed. He’d paid someone else and he needed the money badly, so his share of the £45,460 was a godsend and he wasn’t going to ask any awkward questions.
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It was on a summer’s day that Guy’s wife was out pruning back a large bush which had grown too big for the garden when a stranger happened to pass by and offered his assistance as she had found herself trapped beneath it.
She invited him in for a cup of tea and a bun. Sue changed from her gardening clothes and dressed herself in one of her summer dresses which didn’t hide much of the woman within. They got talking and he introduced himself as Robert Gregg and insisted on helping her to wash up and when she put the last cup away, he spun her round and kissed her and her response to push him away was too feeble to have any affect. His fingers gripped the top end of her dress and he ripped it and all the front buttons of her dress just shot everywhere in the kitchen. They clung together as one and they both collapsed across the kitchen table.
He pinned her body against the table. She responded by undoing his fly zip. Then he realised he wouldn’t have to hold her hands down, she was willing to have sex. She was hot with passion – an unspent life with Guy had not been fruitful and in her dreams she had thought of a knight in shining armour to take her to new heights and she was willing to let the first person she saw have everything that was hers to offer.
Guy never wanted to make love to her. They had only been married for two years and he had lost interest and met someone else. It was planned that Robert Gregg would come along at a time when he knew that Guy was having his wicked way with his new found love Sandra. The idea was that after making love to Sue once he would put a trip wire across the stairs and she would trip and that would be that.
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Guy paid the £1,000 with brand new £50 notes to a Box number. He didn’t know the identity of the person he had hired. It was just a chance that the person who advertised would undertake any type of job and depending on the job, the payment would match it. It was an innocent enough advertisement.
Guy thought about Samantha. They were not unalike, but it was Guy’s considered opinion she was shade more attractive than his soon dearly departed wife. Guy always fancied Samantha something rotten, but she had held herself aloof when he tried to make her agree to have sex with him. She would say ‘You married my sister, it doesn’t give you the right to have me as an afterthought. But for some reason she had changed her mind about Guy. She hadn’t wanted anyone else and she thought Guy reminded her of a Weasel, a nice face but a slimy slippery sort of person with no moral standards and would enter into all sorts of experiments and she was determined to make him feel uncomfortable and then hang him out to dry. She would email him of her decision.
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Robert Gregg had fallen in love. It was the assassin’s nightmare, falling for someone he had a contract to kill. It had never happened to him before and it wasn’t because he hadn’t met attractive targets before who had sex with him and he would then just do the job and get paid for mixing pleasure before doing the business part of his chosen occupation. He did not like the idea of being tied to a desk with a nine to five o’clock regime. Although some killings were at the dead of night or very early in the morning when the victim’s bed was still warm from his body of active love-making he often felt a twinge of sadness as he looked down at the life he had just extinguished. He soon cheered up when he thought of the remuneration he was going to collect from the person who had hired him. There was that time when the hirer tried to double-cross him and he had to do a double killing. The police were baffled as they found the married pair in a compromising position, dead, each of them holding a gun. Sue Arnold was different, her character was not tainted with any of the traits of other women that Robert had met and they were easy killings.
Robert was Sue’s constant companion and the thought of killing her was definitely not on his books. He had to find another woman to take her place. Robert told Sue that he had to go away for a few days – but would be back at the end of the week.
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Guy Arnold came home every evening expecting to find the police swarming all over his house and garden and reporting to him how sad that they had found his wife had fallen down the stairs and had broken her neck. But things were just as normal and mundane to Guy every time he walked into the house. He would find Sue cooking his dinner and actually being happy by humming. This attitude got on his nerves and after a short interlude of ‘How’s your day been at the office?’ Guy would answer ‘Okay!’ and then make his excuses and retire to his den. Sue would read her book, make herself a drink and then go to bed. Every evening when he came home there was a silent existence and the strain was too much for him and he informed Sue he would be spending a few days in London at the office. He packed his suitcase the next morning and shoving everything in the boot of his car, slammed every door before getting in and driving away. Sue watched him from the window and smiled.
