Rub-a-dub-dead

Livia needed to get the attention off her and onto Mary.

“But that’s enough about me. It is what it is, or more accurately was what it was and isn’t any longer. When someone put him out of my misery I was on a cruise trying to escape him. He’d obviously rubbed someone else up the wrong way... but that someone decided to rub him out! What about your husband? I knew him by reputation, but yesterday was the first I heard he’d been killed. Did he beat you up too?

“You must be joking. The bastard wouldn’t’ve feckin’ dared!”