Their bodies were cold and lifeless. I could feel my stomach flopping around like a fish out of water. I could feel puke in my throat and I willed myself no to throw up.Their blood was stained on my hands. I didn’t, although I had the best motive, kill them. She was my best friend and him my secret lover. Obviously I wasn’t his only secret. Oh, because he had more. He was a man of many secrets. But I was not the only one who knew. So who is this mystery suspect? Ah…..your guess is as good as mine. But you can bet I won’t wait to figure it out.