Troy dialed the local police precinct and asked for a
detective. He gave his statement about what had happened to him and that he did
indeed have a witness, the man who dug him up and saved his life. The detective
assured Troy he would send a car right over. Troy told him he was headed over
there himself just so he could confront them on the affair and what they had
done. After assuring them he had no weapon and promising not to hurt anyone he
told him he’d leave the front door open for him.
A few minutes later Troy stepped out of the shadows of his
yard. He saw the unmarked car with its strobe light flashing followed by a
patrol car heading in his direction. He retrieved his own hidden house key and
silently slipped inside. His hands flexed into fists as he heard the sounds of lovemaking
coming from his bedroom. He took several deep breaths and forced himself to
calm down.
“What the hell?” Polly said, as the light switched on
shining brightly on them as they were caught in the act. She quickly pulled the
sheet over herself as Archie rolled over. “Troy?”
“It took me a while, but I figured it out. The next time you
try to kill someone, make sure they are dead before you bury them. You’re such
an idiot,” he added. “I can’t believe I ever loved you.”
The shock worn off, Archie jumped up quickly pulling on his
trousers. “How did you get out of that grave? She even packed it down like I
told her to.”
Troy closed his eyes a moment. He had heard the detective
come up behind him and Archie had just admitted to planning the attempted murder
in front of him. He smiled ironically and shook his head. “You should make sure
you aren't being watched when you bury someone,” was all he said. He turned and
walked out of the room. He shook hands with the detective and motioned him
inside as Archie and Polly sat speechless. He stepped back inside. “Just tell
me this, Polly, when were you going to report me missing?”
She stared at him blankly and never gave him an answer. She
caught the robe Troy threw her.
“You probably don’t want to go out of here wearing nothing
but cuffs.”
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