“What the fuck is-” he couldn’t even finish the question as vomit forced its way up his esophagus and expelled from his mouth and nose. He welcomed the violent expulsion because it replaced the scent of whatever was rotting in his home.

“What the fuck is that smell?”

The scent was so overpowering that tears leaked from his eyes. The only time he could remember smelling something so vile was when a raccoon was stuck in the attic. The dead rodent smell was abhorrent, what he was smelling now was ten times worse. Stumbling inside he tripped and fell. He now understood the phrase; the scent was blinding.

“Goddamn what-”

The profane blasphemous swear died in his mouth when Jermaine looked at Eden’s Dzmitry Samal human end table. Yes, he saw the horrid table with its four human-like legs every day, that isn’t what bothered him. It was the two oozing grayish-black legs with lime green polish on the nails that made a blood curdling scream burst from Jermaine’s lips.

“ENVY!!”

“Ma’am stay here!”

The officer escorting Eden, pushed her, Eve, and the stroller behind him when screams erupted from the home.

“What’s going on?” Eden asked as if she weren’t the orchestrator of the events that were unfolding.

“Oh my God!” Eve screamed as she watched a frantic Jermaine running out of his home gripping the hair of Envy’s decapitated head.

Breaking News

Former Le Bleu Luxury Hotel General Counsel Jermaine Shelton has been arrested for the murder and dismemberment of his former mistress and sister-in-law, Envious Lilith Merci.

Though the body was found in Shelton’s home, he claims that he was possibly set up by his wife, even though there are several text messages between Shelton and the deceased that shows that the two had a volatile affair filled with threats of bodily harm and death.

Shelton is currently being held at the John E. Goode Detention Center. No bond has been set.

EPILOGUE

I could’ve ended it there, but I’m sure you all still have a few questions. I’m sure you’re wondering if I killed my sister in the basement of my home. The short answer would be, no. Am I the reason that she’s dead? Of course.

Envy should’ve been dead a long time ago. She was a miserable person, so I put her out of her misery. Her death was orgasmic. Here’s what happened. Jerry Shelton was sentenced to life with the possibility of parole after twenty years. With my contacts willing to speak on his behalf, he was eligible to be released on work release. He had to stay away from guns, drugs, and avoid leaving the state of Georgia so that he wouldn’t violate the conditions of his probation and parole. You know, the usual just freed jailbird shit.