You know the ones: the couple is on vacation and they both get shot during a “romantic” late-night stroll on the beach.
This isn’t like one of those Dateline episodes. So I ease my worry by reminding myself that I do have a valid reason for conducting said searches. I search these things out of necessity, not desire, though. Pair with this the fact that my husband, like many men, is prone to taking risky shortcuts and it becomes uncomfortably likely that, at some point, I will find myself answering for my late-night murder-y online queries. A former freelance writer and current fiction novelist, I have conducted internet searches on topics ranging from the benign - how a cash recycler works - to the inarguably damning - what type of evidence would be collected in a forensic investigation.
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