I have ideas for this story, but this is just what I have in my brain so far. What I am looking to figure out is how to commit a vicious murder that will be deemed an accident. Hum. What to do. It may come to me and then again it may not. I have an interesting poison technique, however, I don't know that it has been done before, so I will keep that to myself. Snicker.
Gliding silently down the 13 steps to avoid detection, she effortlessly opened the door and stepped out into the cool night air. Finally, she could breath deeply, as the monster who had for so long rendered her helpless was dead. She was dying inside and although she coped for many a long years, her preoccupation with his demise always played out in her mind. Often she wondered how she could get away with his murder. Plans were hatched and thought upon, but never played out as upon further inspection, a flaw in her device was found. How could she make it look like an accident when she so wanted to butcher him? To have him die without pain before her eyes would surely serve her no benefit as she sought revenge.
He was a tall burley man with a gristled look. His collection of swords, knives, and guns were beautifully mounted for all to see, however, rare occasion saw him utilize his intimidation methods on welcomed, but disliked guests. His sadistic nature was not limited to her. He sought out fear in all those that knew him, yet a refusal to attend a "bash" as he termed it, was never had. ~ Maggie 1/15/07
1/18/07 ~
Ok Rob this is the gist of it. A woman who has lived the life of a psychologically and physically battered woman decides that she wants to retaliate against her sadistic and overpowering husband. She decides to poison him with oleander via a cookout and will put the dried twigs, leaves, and petals in amongst the rest of the wood for the fire. The carbonized poison will attach itself onto the meat that he will eat and thus the meat will carry the poison.
Background on the man is above. He is an evil bastard who enjoys being sadistic towards everyone in his path. As everyone fears him even his supposed friends (employees) who he often enjoys tormenting with rounds of Russian roulette using live ammo, he holds their livelyhood over their heads as well as what he knows about them. He is a blackmailer amongst other things. He is their meal ticket thus they obey, but hate him.
His business: He is a contractor who has underworld connections. As he usually has others do his dirty work, his hands are clean (at least it is so believed) as there are no paper trails. Murder, blackmail, drugs, robbery, intimidation, and fraud are some of his sideline jobs. Call him a mastermind or puppet master.
She is a smart cookie who has done research based on his weaknesses. He is a meat lover and he has had a few heart attacks.
What better scenario could be cooked up than to have a cookout with all of his enemies present and accounted for. As she has seen over the course of time to make sure that he eats first, so it shall be that the king will be watched upon his throne as he gobbles the fowl or steak hungrily filling his gut while the poison attacks his system.
As she has had time to plot this scenario, she has laid the foundation of her cutting back on her intake of foods and the type of foods she eats. This would ward off suspicion, however, she would have a bit of the poison food as would everyone else. As she is the hostess with the mostest, she serves others with salad and soups first. With so many present who hate him, the web of who done it would widen. She does not tell anyone of her plot as loose lips sink ships.
The acquirement and keeping of the plants: Store bought years back cash payment and no cameras in the store. The plants were planted around their summer home and looked absolutely beautiful when in full foliage. All plants are hidden in plain sight. There is nothing like playing stupid and she is real good at looking like the fool. Her research was originally done years back when she was curious about different types of poisons and she did her research within library books and not on the net. She did not look up poisons per se as that is too obvious. However, a sweet view into encyclopedias did her a world of wonders. This little bit will ensure that there is no trace of her searching for poisons on the net. Even if you delete files on your computer, the ghosts of what has been deleted remains for the authorities.
Caution is used when breaking off and leaving the twigs around the grounds as all must appear natural. Her foots steps as well as his and the guests are all around the encampment. Prior prunings have been left on the ground to act as mulch as she had done for years. Whether it was good mulch or bad is not an issue as that is where dumb comes in handy. You may ask why not have a gardener for the grounds? Alas, this poor woman did not have a life and took to loving her blooming garden of device as she was a KEPT woman. Therefore, her actions would not seem out of the ordinary. Alas, patience is a virtue by which all women should live.
More to come as I feel inclined.
I need to work on how to get the twigs and other matter in without detection. Perhaps I can pull a Iago and have someone else gather it without their knowing. I'll work on that.
Additives for the character mixture:
Something in her character was twisted into being during her formative years wherein she felt that she was different from others. This was not just a matter of mental state as it was also a physical state. For the greater part of her life, she lived in a shroud and had to keep all that happened in her life to herself as though it was some deep dark secret that would destroy her. In essence she was right. What was showing on the outside was a docile, sweet, kind, and considerate woman. However, what was lurking beneath the surface was a cauldron that was boiling over with rage. The only thing that held the rage back was the purpose and the purpose was the big get even. This was a sure fire element to her plan as no one had seen her inner nature. It was not so much that she was deceptive as she was just being herself as she had always been seen. What lurked inside, she held close to her little black heart that drew upon all her past experiences to bring her to the point she was at.
When she met ? (I need a name), she saw an opposite reflection of herself within him and hoped that some of him would rub off on her. She saw strength and confidence in him that she could not find within herself. At least not yet. He was her protector, while at the same time he was her tormentor. This was not too far off from what she was used to in childhood so it felt safe. Perhaps that is what attracted her to ? (I still need a name).
If you have questions on this, it means I did not cover some ground. Hit me with them if you have them. No stone should be unturned. We are talking about murder here. A PERFECT MURDER which is well founded and thought upon. ~ Maggie
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