How the hell did she know? I'd been so careful to leave no trace whatsoever. It had been the middle of a moonless night when I'd finished. I hadn't made a sound. If Mary found out now what I'd done, I could forget us moving to Florida, the condo. Everything would be ruined. I'd be going straight to jail and would probably never see her again.
With the call still connected and the phone in my hand. I opened the front door. There she was, standing there, bobble hat and joggers, looking very agitated. I ended the call, put the phone in my pocket, took the aluminium baseball bat from behind the door and flicked it out quickly. Wham, straight on top of her head. She crumpled like a piece of paper. "Yeah we can work it out Loretta."
Hey @outerground thanks for submitting your part of the story chain, the winner has just been announced and a new story chain has begun - https://steemit.com/story/@freedomexists/who-will-forgive-me-now-steemit-story-chain-12-where-you-write-the-story-and-100-whaleshares-for-the-winner
thanks @freedomexists for the heads up. The winning entry had a baseball bat in theirs too ! great minds think darkly alike. I will try and make an entry for the next installment