Years ago, about 15 to be exact, my wife and I lived in a small community in a beautiful part of Arizona. I had a thriving construction business, and she took care of the books, helped with details, etc. She was bored. So she got a job at a bank. She thrived, they liked her skills, helped her get investment licenses, all that stuff. She did well, ended up in the top 500 bankers for Chase, and was soon making more than I ever did. She did more than bank, she was in compliance, fraud investigation...she is really good at this stuff.
Don't worry, this story isn't about her and I.
She had quite an enemy at work. Another banker, also a woman, and her just did not get on. The other banker was a devious one, and it was very contentious. The other banker ended up getting fired for conflict of interest, she had a slightly deranged old lady she took care of banking for and worked her way into the old lady's home, even getting herself onto the old lady's will. Once in charge of her house, she set to robbing the old lady blind. The old lady's family found out, she got arrested, found out she had a drug problem, all kinds of bad stuff. This was years ago. When she got fired she accuse my wife of ratting her out, stuff like that. It was crazy.
We don't live in Arizona anymore. But for the last few weeks we have gotten a few calls from my wife's old co-workers telling her that this lady was coming to where they worked looking for her. She eventually had worked at 2 different banks, this lady went to both looking for her. We had no idea why.
This morning they found her hung in her front yard. Suicide. I don't know exactly why, I know no details other than that.
I am both saddened, and relieved. I don't know if she was looking for my wife to have lunch, make up, unburden herself, or commit a murder suicide. I'm glad we weren't there, at least not right now.
Suicide creates such a weird feeling, even when it's someone you didn't like. It's been on my mind all day. Anyway, just thought this would be a good place to let it out.
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