"I've planned everything. I wouldn't even be suspected, the plan I've got," Barry said.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Vince asked, massaging Barry's shoulders.
His newest yet somehow closest friend, Vince, had wife problems too.
"Her skull has to be crushed. The idea grosses me out."
"Ah, I gotcha. Why not poison?" Vince asked, moving his talented hands to Barry's neck.
"Wouldn't fit the plan."
"Ever consider hiring someone?"
"That's for movies and crime specials. And they always get caught in both. Who'd be stupid enough to actually try hiring someone?"
"Your wife," Vince said, and tightened his grip.