Ernest had married for money. Sure, he loved Estelle, but it was her riches he was more attracted to. Not that she minded. She was born a billionaire and being legally married meant she wasn’t chased all the time for her money once she had been caught. Ernest served a useful purpose.
Over time affection slowly deepened. But Ernest was the jealous sort, and he became suspicious of Estelle. Was she having an affair? Where was she going when she went out? Why was she sometimes gone for hours?
He decided to have her followed. What was discovered amazed Ernest. He was gobsmacked.
Unfortunately I am not at liberty to reveal what it was. Let’s just say that Ernest knew enough to plan a fatal accident.
Weave a Web 
Can’t you even tell some of your loyal followers?
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My most ardent followers shall have to suffer in the name of confidentiality.
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That’s us, we suffer for our faithfulness.
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And rightly so.
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Ooh, you are a tease!
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Clearly Chris, I was out of imagination on that day!
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I am quite wary of situations when the storyteller himself raises from a placidly flowing stream to address the readers. It never bodes well for the protagonists.
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You always point out what I failed to see what is happening! Excellent!
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Oh, Bruce. Yet another homicide.
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Homicides these days are two a penny. I should really stop letting criminals get off scot free!
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Okay so we have to guess. I’ll bet she was giving her money away – and he had to stop it immediately.
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That is a very creative solution.
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This is why I never follow people with more money than me. Fatal accidents are expensive.
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The price of murder has gone through the roof.
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I know exactly what he discovered, but don’t worry. I can keep a secret.
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I find it so frustrating when writing a story not to know exactly what happened.
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I’d tell you, but my hands are tied.
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