Just getting ready to leave, so I'll be home early afternoon, " he said. "By the way, I'm sorry I was a little drunk last night. I thought I heard you...say something as I was hanging up? But when I pulled it to my ear, a few words, then you hung up. Maybe it was a crossed wire or something? Or was there something else... ?" No, no,... nothing. I guess I did drop the phone though. Maybe just that."He said nothing for a moment or two, then said, "OK, well, no matter. Be home mid afternoon then.. There was a small cardboard box, heavilytaped. An envelope was attached to the top; Charles handed this tohis mother. Karen opened it while Charles started cutting the tape."This is from the lawyer, confirming what he told me before about themoney. Well, Charles, you don't have to worry about finding a jobnow. Aunt Susan's estate is going cover your tuition." Great," said Charles, who had the box open now."What do you see in there?" Karen asked."Not much," Charles said. The contents were. While we danced, I looked around, this event had a different vibe from the last one. Helen was at one corner of the stage giving her pussy-eating class. She had seven guys and two girls lined up for learning, and three naked girls seated at the edge of the stage for “training purposes.” At the opposite corner, Jack was holding a cock-sucking tutorial. He had nine girls and two guys waiting to be taught, and two naked guys who had volunteered to get practice blow jobs. It’s a tough job, but. Grace followed Joe into the bedroom, and found the corpse of Marianne LeClair sprawled face down on the bedspread. The beautiful blonde was naked, with twin holes in her neck and not a drop of blood on her body."Balko," Grace said to herself."That's what it looks like," Joe said.A forensic investigator photographed the body."How long as she been dead?" Between fourteen and eighteen hours by the looks of her," the investigator said."Husband came home this afternoon from a weekend outing and.