She was startled awake in the unfamiliar room. Was that a gunshot? She sucked in air, held her breath, and tried to get her bearings. The noise had sounded like it was in her room, but maybe it came from the hotel hallway. She patted the night stand, searching for her phone.
What was that rustling noise? Her heart pounded as she remembered that her cellphone was charging in the bathroom.
In the darkness, she traced the buttons on the hotel phone and said a silent prayer that she she was pressing the zero. Holding her breath, she waited for an answer. Her heart sank when there was no response.
She thought she sensed movement in the corner of the room. She was sure she could hear her heart beating. Forcing herself to breathe, her eyes adjusting to the darkness, she slowly turned her head.
There was someone in the corner! Possibilities raced through her mind. If he had a gun, she knew she’d never make it to the door without being shot. She had no valuables – no jewels, and very little money. Would he kill her?
Her panic escalated when she realized he was removing his shirt. Her voice quivering, she meekly asked, “Who’s there?”
A deep voice answered. “I’m sorry. I was trying not to wake you, but I bumped into the table and the lamp fell on the floor.”
Stunned and confused, thoughts colliding in her head, she asked what she didn’t really want answered. “Wha -- what do you want?”
He moved toward the bed. “If I can have anything I want, I’m sure you know what that is.”
The rush of words kept time with her racing heart. “I…I…I have a little money in my purse. Take all of it. My ring and necklace are on the bathroom vanity. Take those too.”
He flipped on the light switch and screamed, “Who are you? Where is my wife?” He grimaced and slapped his chest. “Call 9-1-1! I think I’m having a heart attack!”
The room was silent.
The next morning, when the bodies were discovered, autopsies were ordered. Results revealed that both had suffered heart attacks.
His wife spent the remainder of her life cursing her husband for his unfaithfulness.