She made the mistake of getting involved with a dangerous man; she always liked the bad boys. At first he was sweet to her despite his bad reputation. She said he treated her like a queen, but a year later that had changed. After he had beaten her several times, once nearly to death, she took out a restraining order on him. But the restraining order didn’t restrain him.
Someone who knew him warned her he planned on killing her. But mysteriously to many, including the police, fate had intervened. That physically abusive, scheming monster disappeared from her life and was never found. Only she and her brother, a boating enthusiast, knew he was dead, his body weighted down deep in the sea.
Now for sure it was wrong, murder in the first degree, but I’m okay with it. One less scumbag in the world.
Bob Boyd