Chapter 34
EDDIE
I’d already mentioned not knowing the exact moment I’d turned bad.
But I can sure as hell remember the day I decided Bruce Tanner had to die.
Sure, I’d hoped from the day I married Lucy that maybe I’d get lucky and Bruce and his wife would die a premature death. But hoping for someone’s death and becoming committed to ending someone’s life are two totally different things.
What put me over the edge?
What took me from being an asshole to an asshole who was willing to kill?
It was Bruce’s sixty-fifth birthday.
The jerk got up on stage and thoroughly humiliated me. It wasn’t an accident that he mentioned Lucy, her brother Reid, and even Reid’s wife, Josie, as the three people who would enjoy his wealth when he and his wife died. He’d meant to single me out. There had been no doubt in my mind.
What had been kind of a pipe dream—the thought of eliminating Bruce and Iris—now percolated in my mind.
And then, a week later, I heard the beautiful voice of April Devers on that recording at Auld Fella.
The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.