Malice Masterpieces 2 by Meinel K'Anne

Author:Meinel, K'Anne [Meinel, K'Anne]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Shadoe Publishing
Published: 2013-10-09T04:00:00+00:00

As she stood in the pouring rain she thought the weather clearly indicated her state of mind as she watched the backhoe dig into the rich dirt. The men on either side of her watched surreptitiously as her face and demeanor conveyed no emotion. Alice Weaver was an enigma to most people but then she did it deliberately, letting no one in, letting no one know the ‘real’ Alice. She allowed certain facets of her personality to show to certain people but only one had seen most of them, only one had been allowed into almost every aspect of this woman’s unique personality. Part of it no one would ever know, some might suspect but no one would ever know, it simply was not allowed.

The sod had been cut up and carefully put aside but the wide shovel of the backhoe made it look easy as it dug up the rich earth beneath it, going slower as it got to the desired depth and with a grating noise came across the top. A man held up his arm to the backhoe operator and he pulled the arm of the backhoe in and down resting it on the pile of dirt he had dug up. He was probably the only dry person in the little group that had gathered. Alice, despite the large umbrella she held and the two men on either side of her with their own were damp from the splashes as it rained hard, they watched silently as the men worked. Two of them now jumped down in the hole the machine had made with shovels to dig off the rest of the dirt. They worked quickly because the rain was making mud and quite a mess. In fact they had tried to put off digging up this grave until the rain slacked off but after three solid days of rain the FBI wasn’t willing to wait anymore and the work was progressing. They hooked the coffin up to the arm of the backhoe to lift it out of the gravesite and climbed out of the hole wearily, the mud was making it so much more work.

Alice watched intently as the machine began to lift taking in the slack from the ropes that were lifting the coffin. As it cleared the hole the operator turned the coffin too quickly and it wasn’t fully clear, as a result it began to tip as it hit the edge of the hole. In slow motion the three watching saw it tilt towards them, the lid began to slide aside and Alice prepared herself to see a dead body, she wasn’t the only one surprised when instead sand began to pour from the coffin, and yet she wasn’t surprised. She stared at the sight, delighted that no one else had died to create this charade. Her companions though both mumbled under their breath, Alice clearly heard one say ‘holy shit’ and she smiled to herself. The men excavating the coffin yelled at

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