Murder times three.
“Todd, somebody trying to break in!”
“I don’t hear anything!”
“Please go downstairs and check. It’ll make me feel better!”
“It’s just your imagination.”
“Please! If you love me…”
“He’s gone, now’s your chance. Don’t make any noise coming out from under the bed and following him downstairs. Make sure he doesn’t see you.
“Have you got the unmarked gun and gloves? Be careful, I love you!”
“Well, honey. Turns out there wasn’t anybody trying to break in, they were already in here! Don’t worry, I took care of him.”
“Todd, what are you doing with that gun?”
“I know about you and him, have for a long time. As long as you were discreet, I was willing to overlook it. After all, I’ve been doing the same thing as you found out.”
“What are you going to do, Todd?”
“Make you a victim of the intruder. It should be easy as there are no prints on the gun. You followed me downstairs when I went to check on the noises you heard.
“The intruder took a shot at me but I ducked, not knowing you were behind me. He got you instead. I, of course, be will appropriately grief-stricken. At least I’ll be rid of you both!”
“Is she worth committing murder for, Todd?”
“Let’s say that fatal accident your previous husband died in wasn’t one.”
“You killed him!”
“Of course, I wanted you and his money!”
“All this for money?”
“Actually, this time it’s for love of someone else and your money.”
“You loved me once, didn’t you Todd?”
“I made you think so.”
“Where did you get that other gun?”
“I’ve had it under my pillow since I found out about your affair.”
A double report sounded and afterward there was silence.