As an insurance investigator it was my job to determine which was the case. If he drove off the cliff on purpose she got nothing, if he had a heart at...ack and died before going of the cliff she got $250,000 but if he fell asleep then took the big jump she could be in line for the full half million. His wife, Mrs. Fred Russell was named as the sole beneficiary under the policy.Well, let's get the old battle-ax in here and see what we can do. I called Janis on the intercom, "Send Mrs. Russell in. Fletcher’s world was imploding. No Sorrel, Florence near death, and Mary on her way to the hospital. He pleaded with Byron to hang on for the night, while he, Fletcher, stood watch over Florence. Florence had become the key. If she regained consciousness, if she recovered, he’d have something to go on. If she didn’t, then, well, he’d cross that bridge when he came to it. No he couldn’t think about that. Florence had to recover! Sorrel: The two agents and Sorrel in the black mini-van reached. Does that mean that you got up there and stripped with the other dancers?”“I was one of the dancers for a while, I’ve got my dancer’s I.D. card to prove it.”“So did you take part in the sex shows as well?” Matt asked.“Yes I did.”“And get fucked by men AND machines?” Ben added.“Yes I did.”“Wow!” Matt said, “I never would have thought.”“I would.” Ben said, “our little Georgia is a right little exhibitionist and nymphomaniac aren’t you?”I said nothing, but I did smile. I also looked at Roxy and. Probably thinking the same about me, she discreetly eyed me up and down before gesturing to the seat opposite hers. I thanked her and we sat down. After exchanging the preliminary ‘How-the-devil-are-you’s and ‘You-look-well’s we ordered coffee and relaxed into the usual conversation between friends-stroke-lovers who have not seen each other for a longer period of time. She made me tell her all about my career and what was going on at the present moment in my life. I listened intently as she.