The scent of death!!!

As she walked by the seashore she gazed far into the horizon....the sea seemed calm today...so was her mind. Her mind was turbulent like a violent storm a few days back. She had stood by the same sea shore ready to end her life. He had used her, destroyed her life and finally stuck down the last nail by snatching away her only child. She had nowhere to run, no one to turn to, and then she found "Anyan"....
She had first thought that he did not exist....But when she logged on to the net and finally found him, she was amazed at the fact that, so many options for the kill were available. The rope, the dagger, the gun, the poison and what not. But she wanted something different and novel. Then her eyes went on to the name. “The scent of death”...She wondered... could a perfume kill? But then since Anyan had so much of reputation in the business, she was sure that it would work too. She decided on it, paid online, and chose Chennai Marina Beach as the delivery point.
The next day she received a confirmation mail saying that the black coated man would deliver the scent at 6 P.M sharp near the Indian Coffee House.

She looked at her watch. It was already 6 P.M. The sun had almost gone down in the pool of red...she did not know why, but the distant horizon looked red ! She hurried her steps and was panting for breath when she finally reached the ICH. The place was totally crowded. She had worn the red ribbon on her wrist that was mentioned in the arrangement. Suddenly someone caught her arm. She felt a cold shudder running through her body and turned around..... It was him! The black coated man! "You are late"... a deep hoarse voice emanated from the masked face. He quickly put a small bottle into her hand and closed her fingers. "Do not open it except for the job. Good luck". He croaked. She was almost trembling! He vanished quickly into the darkness of the dusk....

As she reached home, she was excited. She was really eager to use that deadly weapon as quickly as she could! Her body was his weakness. She was more a whore than a wife to him! He used to come late by the night and virtually raped her every night. She had to always surrender to his advances or she would be beaten black and blue! He was relentless and cruel! Even after he started living with the other lady he came down to conquer her ego. Today she did not have fear. The hunter would be the hunted! The door bell rang at 11.00 P.M . It was him! She looked at the mirror. She was amazed at how beautiful she looked in the red sari! She went down and opened the door. "Welcome home sweetheart" she said with a smile. He could not believe his eyes! She had never welcomed him in such a manner. He was ogling at her. She looked ravishing in the red sari! He could not wait any longer. "Why are you so happy today?" he asked. "You forgot....It’s our anniversary today. I wanted it to be special for you". She said. She took him to the bedroom. He could not digest what he saw! The bed was covered with jasmine flowers and was beckoning him. "Come on...Let’s not waste time"...she said.. He was drunk as usual...He quickly finished his routine with her and then was snoring peacefully. “Imbecile pig" she murmured inside. Then she took out the bottle...and did exactly as the instruction said. As she opened the bottle a strange scent filled the air. She took a towel and then emptied half the bottle over it. Immediately she shoved it as close as she could into his nose. After a few seconds she removed the towel. He suddenly awoke from his sleep..."What is that strange smell?" He asked...."It’s the smell of death sweetheart" she laughed. He too laughed aloud....But that was his last laugh. He went back to sleep.....never to see the light again....The sleep was eternal...unending into the darkness...