You've just killed victim #6 with a garden weasel. But before you can crack open that Miller for a job well done, you've got to hide the body. Not too well, of course. After all, somebody's got to find it, right? Maybe the dog, or the Vicar, or that wino down on 17th who nobody believes.
And with so many options, how do you choose? Shallow grave, dismemberment, feed it to a hungry soccer team trapped in the Andes? Of course, if you're stumped, you could always try turning to real life.
Back in November, in Los Angeles, a man and a woman were convicted of murdering the woman's husband by sealing him in a steel drum and filling it with acid. Messy, but effective. If you like soup.
And we've had our share of headless, dismembered bodies out here, too. Stuffed into shopping carts, crammed into dumpsters. Bodies are routinely dropped on the freeway in the middle of the night. Or in a shallow ditch in Griffith Park. Lots of possibilities all around you.
My favorite's from "The Trouble With Harry". That boy shows up everywhere. Sometimes the best place is right in front of everyone. "Weekend At Bernie's" anyone?
What's your favorite? What's the most memorable place you've dropped a corpse?
In your story, I mean.