The First Steps: Volume I

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A neighbor of mine found my wife in the bathroom in the worse condition, after seeing the front door had been broken. Her scalp was taken off, her eyes were stabbed, her mouth and tongue were sliced, her breasts had been cut open, her fingers were gone, and her spine had been cut through that she was now paralyzed from the waist down, and her vagina and anus had been sodomized by a hot metal rod. It was a bloody mess.

When the officer asked me if there was anything that happened before, I said I didn't because there was nothing to hide. I was out of state when my wife was found in this condition, so I was in the clear. The officer said his condolences to me and talked with the others. Getting back inside the house, I went into my studio, took out my wife's phone, and scrolled through the chat messages.

"I love you. Let's run away together. I don't like my husband anymore. He's always working at his office that he doesn't giving me pleasure. You're way younger and more experienced than he is. I only married him for the money." This were the text messages sent to a Mr. Alden.

Well, my wife thought that I was working a office job, when in reality I was secretly working in IT and security. I had hacked into her phone, because I knew something was wrong when she's always saying she's out drinking with her friends. She never had one, and that was an immediate suspicion.

Oh well, after I use the voice changer to sound exactly like my wife, I'll just talk to this Mr. Alden, at the same time get his location. I'll do what I had done to my wife to him as well. No killing, make him suffer for what he'd done.