Again, I don’t share excerpts often, it’s #SharingSunday let’s take a look at suspect#2 while we’re at it. F**k knows where this character came from in me . The wife– Manisha Patel. Is her story plausible in this murder-mystery/ thriller?
The Loving Wife?
Manisha rolled her car to a stop in the parking area of the cemetery. She climbed out and loaded her arms with the flowers and fresh potted plants she’d bought and stored in the boot of the car. As she slammed the boot shut, she glanced around her.The overcast day brought a shadow over the cemetery.Her eyes moved over the fresh graves that had appeared since she last visited. She tried to come as often as she could, but it had been several weeks. In the time that had passed, she noticed five new graves.After locking the car, she slowly made her way up the gravel walkway, taking the time to read the fresh head stones.“Wow, not even forty.”The corners of her lips turned down sadly, and she read the headstone of the man who had recently passed away“Life’s too short.”She shook her head and moved forward up the walkway. Briefly, she stopped and struggled with her handbag that was balanced on her shoulder. Once situated, she continued her walk over to Tony’s grave.The leaves needed clearing, and some weeds removed. She sat the bags down on the grass, then pulled out her gardening gloves and set to work.Manisha knelt down on the grass, looked over the headstone, then ran a hand over her late husband’s picture smiling back at her.“You mean old bastard.” She laughed, then glanced around to make sure no one had heard her. “Sorry, where are my manners?”Manisha pulled up the dead weeds around the headstone.“So, how have you been, my beloved? Laughing at me from beyond the grave, no doubt?” Manisha glanced over at his picture.“I’ve not heard a word from Chelsea in a while, and as you probably know, they never found your murderer.”“Anyway, I guess it doesn’t really matter does it. I fought as hard as I could for what’s mine and the kids.”Manisha reached in her canvas bag, and fished out a plastic bag to put the weeds in. She stuffed them in with force, then turned her attention back to the headstone. She cocked an eyebrow at Tony’s picture.“Let’s just hope the kids are okay after all this is over. This is your fault, ya know that, don’t you?”She patted out the pot plants from the plastic containers, then dug some shallow fresh holes around the side of the grave. Here she pushed the new baby daffodils and geraniums into the soil.“There, that’s better.”A smile blew across her lips, then it faded away. She sat on her knees for a moment, staring off into space—into a daydream.“This is too difficult, Tony. I came here to try and do what’s right and expected of me. Tend to your grave, be the grieving widow everyone imagines I am.” She laughed again, then glanced up at the grey clouds.“Truth is, no one understands how hard it is to forgive you. Or even what it was like to be your wife.”Looking up into the sky, the heavens started to open.Light drops of rain landed on her face.“I guess that’s a sign from him upstairs. I’m forgiven?” She waved her arms around, then looked back at Tony’s picture.“Whatever.” She pulled off her gardening gloves, then stuffed them in the canvas bag.She tied a knot in the bag of weeds and gathered her gardening tools together.Once on her feet, she loaded her arms up with the tools and bag of weeds, then glanced around to check who was there. No one was around.The rain started to pour harder.Manisha looked down at Tony’s grave. She hacked up a mouth full of phlegm and spat right on the gravestone image of Tony, then watched it ooze down a bit.“Serves you right, you bastard.”She lifted her nose to the sky, and in the rain, she stomped her way back to her car, never looking back.
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Everyone has a motive for murder when there’s money on the table. But whose story is more plausible?
In seventy-two hours, Detectives Idris Dunne and Josh McDonald close in on an unsolved murder case with the help of mysterious notes.
One of London’s wealthy entrepreneurs was diagnosed with cancer, and became estranged from his wife of thirty years Manisha. Unknown to her, his mistress Chelsea Jackson was slowly sinking her claws into her husband. But that’s not all his mistress was up to. Unexpectedly Tony’s mutilated body is found dumped in a park. Everyone has a motive especially when money is on the table, and his wife Manisha, and their adult children were cut out of his will and replaced by his mistress Chelsea.
Was this an act of kindness from Tony, toward his carer and mistress? Or was there foul play and pressure to change his will by Chelsea? What about his murderer? The case was left unsolved, with lack of evidence.
Mystery notes are sent by an anonymous tip off, Detective Dunne and McDonald re-investigate and piece together the mystery surrounding the entrepreneur’s death, and what led him to change his Last Will in Testament. The question is, from all suspects whose story is more plausible?