Death of a murderer

von Werner Kellner

I'm Stephan Vettel, an ambitious manager in the international business of high-tech weapon systems, and I'm going to tell you how my own and my family lives were toppled upside down, after I escaped from the catastrophe of an airplane crash. Was it an attack to kill, an extended suicide attempt, or a chain of simple coincidences that brought the airplane down from the sky? It happened as the last in a series of hostile events. I'm writing these lines on a rainy day in Vancouver while I try to understand what happened and - if possible - to restart my life with a desperate soul and brainwash approach. I do hope that I can finish my story. Anyway, I cannot stop my wife, Laura, to join me in telling her view of the storyline, and you know women as usual have the right for the last word. I stumbled into a fatal intrigue following an awful Halloween Party last fall. That was exactly the first time when my troubles started. Living a spoiled life in a luxurious comfort zone, the important things which should derail my future life were concealed from my perception. Thus, the situation was incessantly sliding out of my hands, and my life changed from an exciting gamble into a vicious spiral. Too late, I figured out the fatal connections my father-in-law was linked to. I could not avoid being dragged into an unscrupulous nightmare, which left me behind, shaky and scared. So far. Enjoy reading and cross fingers that the situation improves. Sincerely yours, Stephan.