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Killing Jules: A Perfect Murder?
Killing Jules: A Perfect Murder?
Killing Jules: A Perfect Murder?
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Killing Jules: A Perfect Murder?

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Damian Steinbach is a mild, mannered University Professor of Physics who decides to kill his wife of 20 years, Jules, and because he is highly intelligent and a perfectionist at heart, decides it must be the perfect murder so that he can enjoy his life, for the rest of his life, after her death.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 20, 2019
ISBN9780463700068
Killing Jules: A Perfect Murder?
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David F Eastman

I am an avid reader and passionate writer. I have written eight eBooks and thirteen short stories and my genres include science fiction, horror, murder, political intrigue, conspiracy theories, fables and parables of life and love. I am currently working on two new eBooks, one about World War 2 and a second about a terrorist attack on the U.S.I am a retired life science and high technology marketing executive and currently mentor and guide scientists, physicians, medical students and engineers in managing their start-ups, developing their inventions, commercializing their products and building their businesses into viable, successful and profitable ventures.I have a Jewish heritage from both German and Polish grandparents, on my mother's side and an English, Native-American heritage on my father's side.I have one wife, one son, and four cats.I love to travel and learn about new cultures and people and just returned from a month long pleasure trip to Venice, Italy, New York City, Athens, Greece, Split, Croatia, Montenegro and Zurich, Switzerland. Next year I plan to spend three weeks n Italy drinking good wine.I

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    Killing Jules - David F Eastman

    Killing Jules

    A Perfect Murder?

    David F. Eastman

    Hanging on the fence next to the decorative iron gate that was the entrance into the inner garden patio of Condo #5, just one of the numbered condos in a long row of other numbered condos, hung a twisted driftwood sign with a burnt engraving on it that read: The Steinbachs, and underneath it in smaller burned letters, Jules & Damian. It seemed like a happy sign of greeting, as friends had commented to them when they first put it up, but inside Condo #5 there was not a lot of happiness going on. Just like the fragrant rose bushes that lined the tiled patio walkway, there was a strong scent of murder in the air.

    Damian and Jules Steinbach had been married for 20 years. Unusual in a day and age when people quickly tired of their partners and the marriage was one and done just around the time the seven year itch was scratched.

    20 LONG, LONG years, Damian groused in his mind. Too long to be married to a woman he probably began to hate almost the moment he placed a wedding ring upon her finger. It wasn’t until he was married to her, that the real-life Jules emerged, not like a beautiful butterfly blossoming out of a chrysalis but rather like a scary snake slithering out of a dark hole.

    Damian often derided himself for letting himself marry someone who, by any measure, was completely incompatible with him; his values, his advanced education and with those intangible things in life that he most treasured.

    He often thought, How could I let myself marry this selfish, self-involved, vicious person who was overly critical and dismissive of all people, and especially, me. He silently shook his head and sighed.

    Odd, since Jules job was in a headhunter staffing firm where she sought out and mentored highly professional people seeking to move up in their careers, and one would think as a matter of course, she had to be an understanding, compassionate and caring soul. Damian was not sure Jules had a soul at least not one that Damian had ever seen or experienced. And thinking that her job was as a headhunter, somehow that description fit Jules to a tee, although his thinking turned to African tribal headhunters who lobbed off the heads of British explorers, shrunk them down to the size of dolls and proudly carried them about on their waists tied to a beaded belt.

    Damian was a University professor teaching physics to undergrads and graduate students. He was quiet, well read, mostly kept to himself and was quite cerebral, which one would expect from a physics professor. He had started out in life as a young man committed to the idea that he would be a bachelor for the rest of his life. He was a brainiac as one of his college friends had described him and, no doubt, a little too nerdy to attract any woman. That fact did not bother Damian in the least. He loved his solitude and, being alone in his office studying physics from the great minds of Albert Einstein, Stephen Hawking and Erwin Schrodinger, gave him no end of personal pleasure and professional satisfaction; well except, mentoring and enriching the young minds of his students. So, over 20 years ago when Damian met Jules she seemed nice enough and, despite his nerdy ways, she liked him and that was that. He and Jules were married on a quite nasty, dark and stormy night which, taken as an omen, should have told Damian something about what he was about to do. Now 20 years later, he was trying to figure out how to get out of his relationship with his evil wife and possibly even get rid of her for good. His life was miserable and unhappy and Jules was the cause.

    Damian did not recall the very first moment he thought about killing Jules. Possibly it was at night while he lay next to her slumping body in the dark of their bedroom, his mind racing with random thoughts as he lay restless and sleepless in bed, twisting and turning to get comfortable and, wide awake, staring up at the spinning ceiling fan. Maybe it was

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