Interesting thought about sealed divorce proceedings. What event/circumstances could bring with it the threat of those proceedings being unsealed?
What might those proceedings contain?
And on another note, in theory, possible motives for JS to kill RZ...
1) blaming RZ for MS death turned to rage with plan to kill.
2) blaming RZ for MS death turned to rage that led to her accidental death.
3) desire to silence RZ to protect a third party who played a role in MS death, the facts of which were known by RZ.
Perhaps he (or she) just snapped.
I'm slow to anger. Really, I am. I didn't raise my voice in anger until I was 35 years old. My life just never required it until then, so when the time came to become enraged, I wasn't ready for it. My vision went dark, except I could see the person I was 'angry' with. I couldn't hear my friends beside me telling me to ignore what had been said, and everything was happening very slowly. I don't remember moving, but suddenly I was across the room with my finger almost touching this (tall) person's nose, and very calmly I said, "If I ever hear my daughter's name come out of your mouth again, I will slit your throat."
The person ran upstairs, backwards even, locked herself in her bedroom, and called the police. When they came, one officer asked me if I had threatened to kill this person, and I said "no. I did say I'd slit her throat if she ever said my daughter's name again". The officer asked me if I meant that, so I said "hell, yes I meant it! She called my daughter a stupid f*king *advertiser censored*, and she laughed when she said it! And my daughter loves her! and I trusted her!"
Then, I burst into tears. But, I had meant what I meant.
Until that second, when the tears came, I was in some other place. I was not my self. I honestly do not know what I might have been capable of, had my friends not taken me in hand and calmed me down. I don't remember wanting to kill anybody. I'm pretty sure I didn't want that. I cared about one thing just then, and that was making sure that (unusual person) didn't speak my daughter's name again. Period. It was not going to happen. No. Not. Ever. I wasn't even mad anymore, but Heaven help us all if she had said it.
I'm lucky I wasn't arrested. They threatened to do it. They said they'd make the (unusual person) ride in the back seat with me to jail, if we didn't both shake hands and say we were sorry. They said I would be charged with assault, and threatening murder, and making terrorist threats.
It took a few minutes, but we did it. My fingers were crossed, though. I had to go to a hotel for the night, and my other friend had to promise to stay with me there, which he did, and we did, so it all worked out.
It scared the heck out of me, though, and still does. Who knew?
Just saying. Maybe somebody snapped.
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