"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your flash fiction."
...As Shakespeare so memorably wrote. And so it proves, as a story that could be straight from the Flash Fiction Offensive or Dirty Noir instead finds itself happening in real-life small-town Brazil.
"In all his years in Brazilian law enforcement, police chief Marconi Almino de Lima had never faced a case like this: a sordid tale of love, jealousy, a contract killer and kitchen condiments.
It all began in June when Maria Nilza Simões, a housewife in the small town of Pindobaçu, around 240 miles from Salvador, in the north-eastern state of Bahia, allegedly sought out a local gun for hire to do away with her husband's lover."
I like the tag given to the story in the web address: ketchup-killing-sauce-fun-brazil. Says it all really.