You're in love. You're getting married. Your whole life is ahead of you. The last thing you want to think about is planning for what happens should the marriage end—the dreaded prenuptial agreement.
But for real estate developer Gary Triano, a prenup might not have been a bad idea.
Killed after a round of golf by a pipe bomb planted in his car, his socialite ex-wife and her former boyfriend emerged as prime suspects. The alleged motive? Duh! Greed!
Triano made his fortune first in Arizona real estate, then in bingo parlors on Indian reservations. But the real estate market crashed, tribal-owned casinos became legal and Triano began falling on hard times. By all accounts, the divorce from his wife of 13 years, Pamela Phillips, was bitter—a clear sign there was no prenup. When the dust settled, Phillips remained the beneficiary on her ex-husband's $2 million life insurance policy—an ample sum, prosecutors would allege, to continue supporting her in the style to which she was accustomed. And a motive, they would claim, for murder.
Might a prenup have saved Gary Triano's life? We'll never know.