You're A Murderer - James March

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You stood there in shock as you opened the door. Your husband, covered in blood, standing over a mutilated body.

"What are you doing?" you asked in horror.
James froze and looked over to you, smiling sheepishly.

"You disapprove?"

"Do I disapprove? Of course I do! Look at yourself, you slaughtered someone!"

"It's just a hobby darling. No harm done," he said, trying to calm you down.

"No harm down? She's dead! She's dead because of you!"

"It was just a hobo. No one of real importance."

"What is wrong with you?! How long have you been doing this?!"

He mumbled something quietly, as if he didn't want you to hear.

"What?"

"Since before I built the hotel! I built this place for murdering people. But it's not so bad. Murder is a great stress reliever."

"I can't believe this," you said, dropping your head into your hands.

"Dearest please-," he said before getting cut off by you.

"Save it. I need some time to process this," you said walking out of the room, shutting the door behind you.

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