The Perfect Murder

Debate accepted. As Pro has not outlined the basic rules/structure of the debate, I'll assume that round one is for opening arguments--being followed by rebuttals and closing arguments. =My Story= Now, here is my idea of what the "perfect murder" actually is. Note that the characters in this are fictional.....or are they? Hmmm. There once was a woman named Susie, with a husband named Bill; who was basically a tiresome English-man originating from the south-West of Britain. Bill had humble beginnings but had an early interest in business and making money, so became rather successful. Bill and Susie had met when they were both around the same age, both were single and seemingly wanted partners. Susie herself was not at all a "rich" woman and came from a poor family who struggled to get by immensely, so the prospect of dating Bill--a man who was gradually becoming a millionaire, was a desirable one. The problem with Bill [something that Susie should have questioned upon marrying him] was that he never liked to spend his money. In fact, he was extraordinarily tight. Him and Susie lived in a fairly nice property, but he never spent any money on her or took her out, or in fact did anything romantic with her. Essentially Bill failed to provide both financially and emotionally, and Susie felt like a very lonely woman. Naturally she was expected to cook and clean for Bill as he was too tight to employ anyone else to do it, despite doing so she was never rewarded with any kind of appreciation. Susie was given a specific budget when she was sent out shopping by Bill, and people who had previously known her or were aware of the couple often saw her shopping in the cheapest stores and even charity shops. Bill was indeed a very "difficult" man. To the extent that other family members also strongly disliked him, with some of them having completely cut-off contact and the others barely speaking to him. This was primarily due to his detachment and the fact that he continuously criticized those around him, without ever showing any love or affection. The boredom and loneliness of being in such a marriage--as well as the criticisms from Bill whenever *he* thought she had done something wrong, made Susie become extremely unhappy. So much so that she began to resent her husband and harbored considerably negative thoughts about him. Obviously she contemplated leaving, but then realized that at the age of 51 and looking a lot more wrinkly that she wasn't in a position to find another well-off man, or at least a guy with a lot of money. She could try divorcing him and claiming money but knew it would be *very* difficult to actually get anything out of Bill, and how could she afford any good lawyers? Having not worked for two decades, she simply didn't have the money to separate and/or claim from their marriage--and if she did, it would be a lengthy process. The house and all of their possessions were in his name. And Bill could easily fabcriate things about her to again prevent her from gaining anything. What could she possibly do? There were times in the kitchen when Susie was so seething towards Bill that she wanted to just stab him with a knife there and then, and had placed a considerable amount of effort into not doing so. He would come in with his typically grumpy face, and either criticise or say nothing. Perhaps the food had not been cooked to his satisfaction or there was too much/too little of it. Nothing she did was ever right. So, Susie began to think more and more about doing what she previously thought as the impossible. Though she'd had fantasies about killing him, she had initially wondered whether she could really go through with it or indeed "get away" with it. Being free of him would be the ultimate goal, but she would also be able claim on insurance after he'd died--which thus meant she'd be financially secure. Quite possibly she could make a case about the property as well, with him not around. So one day, Susie suggested that her and Bill go out in the car to get some fresh country air. Usually Bill would be reluctant to *ever* go out anywhere but as it didn't really entail spending money, he decided to say yes. Susie and Bill happened to live in Cornwall, England, where there was a lot of cliffs and it was indeed very "edgy". Susie mentioned to Bill that perhaps a walk by the beach would be nice and this meant them parking a fair few meters above it, on the cliff area. The fact that the location was so near worked immediately in Susie's favour as Bill hated having to spend too much money on petrol. Susie wore a light coat and a scarf--while Bill also dressed himself up practically. Anyway, they managed to find a space and with it being mid Autumn it wasn't very busy. In fact, no one within the immediate vicinity was around. Susie orchestrated and went over exactly what she would do in her mind and calmly composed herself before getting out of the car. "Nice to go out, isn't it, Bill?" she said managing to give a subtle smile to him, to which he just responded with an emotionless "I suppose", before saying "but let's not take too long". Susie looked at him and gently said they should give themselves a little walk first. "Even if we don't manage to get to the beach, at least let's have a look at that beautiful sea", she eagerly replied. So Bill nodded and they both walked over to the direct location of the cliffs, with Bill walking with his hands behind his back which was his usual style. Now they were getting even closer and closer to the edge, but not close enough, Susie thought. She then said that she "wanted to get a better look of the view" and indicated that he should follow, which slowly but surely he did. Now they were there, and this was her a perfect opportunity. She quietly looked around to see if anyone else was there, and luckily, they weren't. Then, as they were looking down at the sea. Susie all of a sudden decided to take her coat off as a glimmer of sun came along, and then placed it over her arms while putting her hands underneath. Then, she slowly turned around and moved her arms with [with the coat still placed over the hands] forward in Bill's direction; then directly put them on his back and then abruptly and forcibly pushed him off the cliff, his legs fell and he went flying forward all the way down to the Cornish rocks. That was it, she'd done it without having to even place that much effort in. It just took around a few seconds for Bill to eventually "hit" what was waiting for him, and when he did she looked down to see exactly what she had just done, and make sure that it was all actually real. Susie was both shaken and relieved; shaken at what had just happened and relieved that she'd finally done it. Her next move [which she'd planned beforehand] was to immediately put her coat back on and then scream for help and find someone. She did this and went around frantically trying to seek someone out, but again--no one was around. She wondered quickly a little further to where it was less remote and then eventually found someone, "help" she screamed, "my husband, my husband's fell", with her anxious state naturally benefiting her story the people in question soon took her seriously. Susie then began to cry saying "Oooh no, I don't know how this has happened", "what was he doing?" and showed the people the spot where he "fell". "Oh no, I can't look" and the tears began falling again. One of them started to comfort her and the others decided to then phone the emergency services, to inform them as to exactly what had happened. With no witnesses at the exact scene at the time and no evidence available, Susie stood to get away with murder. Once again, the seemingly genuineness of Susie's shock and grief at her husbands demise was a huge positive for her and just one reason why she was not suspected of anything. Now over to Pro, I'm looking forward to your murder.