All's Fair in Love and Villainy (Part 2)

So where were we?  Oh yes, Kali and Shaw Blightwood, vying for supremacy over their criminal empire.

The problem is, they've developed something of a thing for each other in the midst of all that rivalry and attempting to gain the upper hand.  While ruling together is certainly an option, the Laws of Sim Reality say they can't do this unless they belong in the same household.

And they're both married.  To other people, that is.

With both of them being evil masterminds, the only proper course of action in this situation is to find a way to get rid of the spouses.  Preferably horribly.


Now, it's no secret that while his wife's off at work, Rei likes to go out on the town and drink, dance, and flirt around.

And Grey Meadow's poolside club is a perfect place for the first of our two plots to unfold.

It's near closing time, and he's out on the back patio, relaxing in the hot tub, blissfully unaware.

All it takes is a quick call to the bouncer.

... A locked door and a "nope, nobody's back there" as the staff all head home for the day.

As morning comes, Kali thinks nothing of it.  He goes out while she's at work all the time, after all.  And with the kids and maid asleep and him out doing gods-know-what, maybe it's nice to enjoy a few hours of peace and quiet.

He's a grown man.  He can take care of himself after all.

Grey Meadow's low population density is not in his favor here.  Nobody actually lives nearby to notice something's amiss.

By the time he thinks to try and call the family, Kali's asleep and the kids are at school.

Now, the reason this club is perfect for this plot is because the patio's surrounded by several layers of spiky fence and hedge.  Since sims have trouble maneuvering around dinner plates, this presents an inescapable boundary.

So it's only a matter of time.

He finally succumbed in the early hours of the afternoon, right before the club staff returned to open the place up again.

He has a spot out in the graveyard now, next to Kali's other dead ex-spouses.

Now, Kali's no fool.  While everyone else in the house is sobbing and comforting each other...

... she's hatching a plan.  The timing of Rei's untimely demise leaves little room for coincidence, especially given the way her interest had been... wandering as of late, and the direction it'd been wandering toward.

Well.  Two can play at this game.

(And if it wasn't Mr. Blightwood who gave the order, well, she'd been considering this anyway. One way or another, she gets what she wants.)

Kali's always been a bit more hands-on about her murders.  Even in cases where it had to look like an accident, she at least, say, makes it look like a tragic house fire while she's standing there watching them burn.

And she just so happens to own the town's cemetery, and therefore has access to areas of the catacombs that nobody else does.

That she also just so happens to know are riddled with booby-traps set down by those who don't want their dead messed with.

It really is the perfect place to drag someone down into and make sure they're never seen again, especially with her extensive tomb-diving experience.  It'd be a simple thing to tweak a few jets of fire to only go off on her cue.  Seal a hidden door here and there.  And Mrs. Blightwood would be just another corpse rotting away in the alcoves.

Her traps carefully set, she heads out into the evening to wait for the perfect moment.  Mrs. Blightwood works nights, so her plan is to catch her on her way home from work.  In the meantime, she'll while away her time at a club.

But the fates, they had other plans.

Shaw was there. No sense not taking advantage of a chance encounter.  And as they were enjoying each other's company a little... she shows up.

Maybe she was growing suspicious.  Or just took the day off work for whatever reason.

Fur (and accusations of cheating) flew.

All Kali needed to do was stand back and watch as the woman completely fell apart.

Later that night, she got word that Mrs. Blightwood packed her things and left him.

Well, that takes care of that.

But now who to use all those carefully-rigged traps on?