Victoria's plan was foolproof. She hummed to herself as she worked in her office. Gwen had to have received her package by now. Without knowing what was needed to treat her, she would be dead in a matter of hours.
Those little plastic boxes were notorious for cutting people who tried to open them. She had specifically bought a brand online with bad reviews for that very problem and coated the flaps with cottonmouth venom. No one would ever see it coming.
She was secure in her victory until the police came knocking on her office door. She frowned. They shouldn't be here this quickly.
Of course she expected to get questions as Gwen's only living family but how had they realized it was murder this fast? She should have only been dead for a couple of hours at most.
"Can I help you?" Victoria asked, feigning confusion.
