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Everything about Gwynneth was superb, absolutely superb. Former model, elegant, able to pull together
magnificent events with seeming ease. Superb.
Then her world came plummeting
about her. She discovered Geoff, her
successful and wealthy husband, between Gynneth’s own satin sheets with her
middle-aged maid. “It’s not what you
think…it won’t happen again…I swear this is the first time I have ever…”
But “it” did happen many times,
each time with Geoff plying lie after lie.
At the final time, Gwynneth threw
his expensive collection of exquisite art at Geoff, as he tried to bluster his
way from her rage. Holding Geoff’s
favorite Rodin bronze and venting
her anger, Gwynneth brought it crashing down on his head. It was a glancing blow that knocked him
cold.
Gwynneth made her decision
quickly—faster than a lie from her
cheating husband.
When Geoff came to consciousness,
he saw two pair of glittering
eyes looking down at him: His recently disenfranchised business partner, Joe,
and Gwynneth. “You spurious bastard!” Joe snarled. “You stole everything from me!
Gwynneth purred in her nasal Texas twang as she
tugged on the chains around
Geoff’s ankles. “You won’t lie your way
out of this one!”
Together Joe and Gynneth released
the hold on the heavy chains,
sending a screaming Geoff to his watery death.
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