Recipe For Love

Frank stared over at the large Victorian house from his car. He’d been casing the Vanguard’s home for weeks. Marking their daily habits in his, rather worn, notebook. Richard Vanguard had been one of Frank’s clients at the bank, until Frank had been fired and placed under investigation for fraud. Frank hadn’t told his wife, Juliette, she was unaware the money had stopped coming in and his accounts had been frozen. He knew she’d leave him once she knew he was worthless.