Mrs Pargeter 01; A Nice Class of Corpse

∨ A Nice Class of Corpse ∧

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TUESDAY, 5 MARCH – 3.15 a.m.

It is done. It was even easier than I anticipated – no resistance, no commotion. I had been prepared for the possibility of an imperfect job, perhaps just of an injury and a tedious wait until she died of pneumonia, but I feel as confident as anyone who has not examined the body closely can be, that it worked first time.

The temptation to check that she was dead was strong, but I resisted it. There is no point in taking unnecessary risks. I am confident that I have achieved what I set out to do.

And how do I feel now that I am a murderer? Have I been struck down by guilt and remorse?

No. I feel the same as ever. A little angry with myself perhaps, that I did not think to resort earlier to this way out of my difficulties. And very exhilarated at the ease with which I did it.

To sum up – murder is easy and murder is effective. And, if ever the need arose again, I would not hesitate to commit a second murder.