When I still didn't stir, the grin on his face deepened, satisfaction spreading across every feature.
Then he pulled out his phone and typed a message to Gertrude, his fingers quick with excitement:
"Get to the hospital. She's already passed out, and this time she's not waking up!"
"We'll transfer the money from her phone first. I know her bank card PIN. We can deal with the rest of her assets later!"
Before long, Gertrude came rushing in.
A greedy smile spread across her face. "Zachery, she's really gone? This is perfect! Let's move fast before something goes wrong!"
"What's there to worry about?" Zachery's voice dripped with smugness. "I'm her legal husband. Her only next of kin. I say her condition deteriorated and she passed away. Who's going to question that? The cops won't find a thing."
The two of them crowded around the hospital bed, buzzing with excitement.
Zachery reached for my phone.
Gertrude rubbed her hands together, her eyes gleaming as she looked me over, as if she could already see the fortune within her grasp.
They were so drunk on the thrill of getting everything they wanted that they'd lost all sense of their surroundings.