Chapter 97

Max responded, "The deepest part is about two meters, so normally, it shouldn't be dangerous. There are both deep and shallow areas. But..."

I asked, "But what?"

Max's voice turned eerie, "But accidents can happen."

As I looked at the pool earlier, I couldn't help but imagine. If tonight I can't get him to confess about our daughter's death and his financial transfers, maybe I should drug him, drag him to the pool at night, and drown him.

After all, Max is a tall man, over six feet and about 150 pounds. If I tried to fight him while he's awake, I'd stand no chance. I'd have to knock him out first. Using a knife or an axe would be too bloody, and I couldn't handle dismembering a body. Disposing of it would be too complicated. I could stuff him into a duffel bag or a suitcase and dump him in the nearby mountains.

I wondered if he'd prefer a duffel bag or a suitcase.

But I've always been a law-abiding citizen, too scared to even kill a fish, let alone a person. This was just a fleet