My husband’s Million-Dollar Murder Plot

My husband takes me on a seaside getaway, coaxing me to lean over the ship’s railing to enjoy the view. With half my body stretched out over the edge, he waits for the perfect moment–then shoves me into the water without hesitation.

My terrified scream is swallowed by the deafening roar of the waves, which crash over me and drag me mercilessly into the depths. Victor casts me a fleeting glance, no more than a flicker of acknowledgment, before his lips curl into a triumphant grin.

Pulling out his phone, he eagerly calls his mistress, who conveniently works for an insurance company.

“She’s overboard,” he says, his voice brimming with excitement. “Now we can finally cash in on that massive payout!”