Showing posts with label Killer flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Killer flowers. Show all posts

Monday, June 13, 2016

SHEILA MURDERS, IN HAWAII

Sheila Murders, in Hawaii
           
Finally convinced that marriage wasn't the route to take after the death of her groom, Sheila's mother decided to play the field and cross marriage off her bucket list. Sheila whole-heartedly agreed. She rewarded her mother by booking Darla and three of her mother's friends on a Mediterranean cruise for singles.

            She saw them off and assured her mother that she would also be enjoying some time off. She was going to Hawaii, and if things worked out, she'd be buying a house there. Her mother squealed with happiness. "Text me pictures, I want to help you make the right decision," Dottie said.

            "Of course, Mother. I wouldn't want it any other way."

            Her arrival in Hawaii was everything she'd ever dreamed it would be. First class all the way, she felt like a movie star. She contacted a real estate expert but didn't like the change in attitude. Linda Sattler, the woman who agreed to show her around the different properties, let her know immediately that her budget would not get her the dream home she desired. Sheila would have to lower her expectations.

            "No, I'll increase my budget, but these homes had better be made of gold," she told Linda.

            After showing Sheila several homes in the range of $500,000 to $1,000,000 Sheila was still unimpressed. And sorely upset that most of them weren't on the beach. After the first week of Linda picking her up and taking her to the various homes on the island of Honolulu, Sheila stormed into Linda's office beside herself in anger.

            "Why haven't you taken me to the other islands? I understand there are homes on the beach that don't require a person to go broke to own," she shouted. The disturbance brought Linda's boss out of his office. Leonard Vance stepped in and invited the upset client to lunch.

            He and Sheila had an instant connection, and after a quickie in the car, he escorted her to her hotel, where she invited him to her room. They spent the afternoon and the night together. Leo promised to get her the home of her dreams, but he wanted her to know his relationship with Linda was more than boss and employee. If she agreed to allow Linda to keep showing her homes, on any island she wanted. He would make her dreams come true; he just needed time to let Linda know it was over between them. Sheila agreed.

            Sheila saw a bevy of new homes and found one she truly liked on Maui. The only problem the home was listed at 1.3 million. Her mother had agreed to fund any home up to 1.2 million. Leo assured Sheila he would get her the home for 1.2 million and Sheila made that contingent on him being honest with Linda about their burgeoning relationship.

            The day before Sheila was to close on the home, Linda's body was discovered. Blamed on a home invasion, her condominium had been broken into; possessions of value had been taken. Stabbed through the heart, investigators said Linda had surprised the burglars who used a kitchen knife to commit the murder.

           At the signing of the closing papers, Leo told Sheila about Linda's death and had tears in his eyes. Sheila signed the papers, but her attention was on Leonard. If he wanted Linda out of his life, he should be happy, he got what he wanted. Why the tears, she wondered.

So readers, for this murder did Sheila talk Leonard into committing it, or was Sheila behind the entire thing?

I'd love to know what you think.


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Sheila's Murderous Mind
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Remember folks - this is all fiction -
an exercise of the imagination!
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Monday, August 24, 2015

FOXGLOVE TEA

Sheila was having a hard time coping. Her boyfriend and her best friend were dead. She'd just lost her job due to budget cuts and now she lived at home with her mother and stepfather, a man she hated. He never had a kind thing to say. What her mother saw in the bloated, overconfident blowhard she didn't know and honestly didn't care.
One night she overheard a discussion and she was the subject.
"Why don't we help set her up in her own apartment?" George asked.
"No, not yet. She's still too fragile. She just lost the love of her life, and before that her closest friend. She needs family George, at least until we get back from Australia."
Sheila was pleased. Her mother wouldn't be bullied, and while she hated living in a house with two oversexed middle-aged roommates, she wasn't ready to leave, yet.
"I don't know Darla, but it's been a year, she needs to bite the bullet and make a life for herself."
"Please Georgie, just a few more months. She and I have never been closer. Pretty please, I'll do that special thing you like."
Her mother came to her rescue, as always, and Sheila had to admit she did love their weekly shopping and spa excursions. Shopping therapy her mother called it, besides, George was loaded. After Sheila had moved in, he'd paid off her car loan and all her credit cards. She was debt free. Still, she couldn't stand the man.
George's money was all Sheila's mom talked about, that and the next vacation they were planning. Sheila's eavesdropping paid off. She heard her mother ask about the new will, had George made the changes he'd promised. Sheila moved closer to hear the answer.
"Of course, Darla, just as agreed. A sizable sum for each kid upon my passing, but for you, all the rest. Now come on over here and give me some sugar, you know what Daddy likes."
Darla giggled and Sheila almost gagged at the sounds she heard coming from her parents.
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Several months later, just weeks before their trip to Australia, George had a heart attack. They cancelled the trip and Sheila became nursemaid to a very cranky man. Darla took over the management of George's holdings, restaurants, bowling alleys, and movie theaters and relied on her daughter to keep George happy at home. Sheila hated the job, but pretended otherwise, and waited on George as a doting daughter should.
Just one week after George got home from the hospital, he was dead.
"Myocardial Infarction, not unusual," the coroner said, "even after a mild heart attack."
The statistics bore him out. No autopsy needed.
Sheila was thrilled. But just in case, she'd made sure all evidence of the foxglove she'd used to prepare George's tea with had been cleared, cleaned, and burned. She cried at George's funeral, but later she drank a champagne toast to her ingenuity.

Now $100,000 dollars richer, she took her mother to Paris to cheer her up.
Yolanda Renée © 2015

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Digitalis is a genus of a flower commonly called foxgloves. It is also the term used for the drugs used in cardiac care.

Sheila has done her homework and so far she's managed three murders. Can she continue? Will someone notice the bodies piling up around her? Or is she going to get away with murder, again?

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Read about Sheila's first murder in Killer Flowers.
Read about Sheila's second murder in Killer Spice.