You know the old sayings - beware of what you wish for, because it may come true. And - revenge is a dish best served cold.
Well, remembering the second one but forgetting the first, I have been planning the perfect murder. At last, every detail is in place - my alibi, disposal of the murder weapon, leaving clues as to other suspects' possible motives. To be honest, it has been great fun.
So much fun I have lost sight of what is going to happen as the result of this creep's death - I mean after I have been found, as it were, to be innocent. Basically his ex-wife - or rather his widow - will turn to be me for comfort. And though by then she'll be rich, she will still get on my nerves.
Of course there could be a second perfect murder... natch, it's best to abandon the whole plan and write it all down in a fictitious detective story.
