He was headed to the office again.It was another beautiful day ugly day at the same time.
Beautiful because the sky was blue ,the sand he saw on his left as fought the morning traffic was golden .It was a perfect day to be on the beach like the million tourists who spent thousands of dollars to get here did. Ugly because his thoughts were dark and stormy like the hurricanes which often threatened this Caribbean paradise .He was a professional ,good looking, tall . He would be described as the guy who had it going on. But he didn’t. He was going to kill her .How could she! With that man of all people . He could he walk around with his head up as a man when everybody knew ? She could have been discrete. In fact no ,not discrete, not at all. He gave her everything. Just thinking about it made his blood boil . He started to tremble inside, his heart started to race ,his throat started to constrict ,he felt he was going to explode. That was just thinking about it. If he saw her or heard her voice it would get worse much worse.
