He’d wanted to attend the conference, but he just lost his wife, put her in the ground three days ago and he couldn’t focus enough to check his schedule.
This was an important conference, one that could redefine his life, but the loss of his spouse clearly changed things far beyond anything his potential client could offer.
He had lost his life partner, his best friend, his soul mate, but he had also inherited her fortune and a sizable insurance settlement — and it only took a spoonful of rat poison and a few hours of feigning concern. The client’s work may have led to a substantial sum, but not nearly as much, and would require years of toil, plus it would have to be split two ways. This way was so much easier, So fuck attending the conference; he needed to buy tickets to Hawaii.
