It is a bitter exercise to reckon up the risk factor Grizelda took that morning. On the surface, it was very low risk. Broad daylight, clear weather, so unafraid she took her little son with her, to see his Daddy, and to discuss the inevitable consequence of unprotected sex and it's peripheral expenses. Which I took from her messages, that it was a matter of the amount, and not the actual process. Right up until the moment he produced the knife, and slashed her, 2 nanoseconds, was all she had to recalculate the awful tremendous lethal risk she took .
Dying, she would have seen her son hurled out of his stroller, and held with the knife at his throat, a risk no one in their right mind would ever factor in . No time at all for a low risk event to become a hideous murderous outcome. These are risk factors that have to happen to be believed.
And for Z, merrily sexting up with Ronald, while he waited for his target, never for a moment even considering the situation evolving. Never factoring in that her emails would be blazoned across the internet, and her being Amy's boss, a Federal employee, supposedly in a most dangerous job, yet they can skive off during working hours on this stuff.. What was her risk factor? 7 million to one. She could never have forseen it, on any graph or venn diagram.
And Ronald. The real risk taker. A man who factors in the risk, and does it anyway, obviously. This was not in the graphs of the good Dr Cunningham. Murders Grizelda, and Dominic, and then calls the Border Patrol on himself, watching himself play both parts, the perp and the discoverer. He actually expected to get away with it. No one seem more surprised than Ronald that they did not believe him!. outrageous.