On the screen Brittany was biting her nails looking incredibly frantic. She stopped near the fireplace and looked directly at Derek. Her voice echoed through the silent courtroom trembling with dark anxiety. Are you absolutely sure the gas leak will look like an accident when she gets back from the base.
A collective horrified gasp swept through the packed gallery. Several reporters literally dropped their pens. In the front row Barbara Foster put her hand over her mouth her eyes wide with unadulterated terror. But the video was not over.
On the screen Derek walked over to Brittany and gripped her shoulders. His voice was cold arrogant and completely devoid of human empathy. He looked her in the eyes and delivered his response. Yes Derek said on the recording.
I will loosen the valve behind the stove tomorrow afternoon. When she gets home from the base the house will ignite. The five million dollar military life insurance pays out directly to me. We will be in the Bahamas by Tuesday.
The video ended abruptly. The screens went completely black. The silence that descended upon the King County Family Court was absolute and suffocating. It was the kind of silence that follows a catastrophic explosion before the debris actually hits the ground.
No one moved. No one breathed. The judge stared at the blank screens her face a mask of profound judicial horror. I did not wait for the chaos to erupt.
I took a step away from the plaintiff table commanding the dead silence of the room. I was scheduled to arrive home on a Tuesday I stated my voice cutting through the heavy air like a razor blade. That was the timeline they had planned for. That was the timeline they were counting on to execute a fatal gas explosion.
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