a's

e the grieving widow I was supposed to be. Inside, my heart was racing with excitemen

e of the orderlies asked with a gentle voice. "Most

pered, dabbing at my eyes with a tissue

ically. "Of course, Mrs.

ompartments, and I watched as they slid his body in

agine the panic Marcus would be going through if he could hear and f

ly tapped the second one to wait a minute. "Actual

nfused as he wondered w

dead. He is just pretending, and I w

rly. I swiped the drug from Dr. Parker's office before leaving for the crematorium. "Inject this into him every 12 h

ld get fired...I co

your troubles. Keep him somewhere warm so he remains comfortable. I'll come by

ned eyes for a few moments and then

rcus' body again. I took slow deliberate steps to

Ma'am? Do you n

e last look at Marcus's peaceful face.

rehead, whispering just loud enough for the orderl

the sheet bac

d, my hand lingering on the edge

ft the room to prevent any suspicions and called Dr Parker. I neede

e tension in his voice. "Mrs. Martinez! Oh thank go

d? Of c

without their knowledge. I made sure to loose them in traffic

t put him in the morgue now. I told Isabella we would have a f

to the hospital? We have an amazing

ing Marcus back so they would

EV

safe and soun

heard Isabella scream from

d be together trying to figur

how they should care for him, while we arrange for the funeral. But you can

y brother!" She screame

her. "How can I harm someone who is already dead? Unless y

s alive Dr

t mind Isabella. She is still in shock and denial. I'll make s

on't mind coming by the house tomorrow so we can begin the arrangem

'll definitely be there

very wicked smile. Everything wa