Then he turned the gun on himself. She was lying on the kitchen floor. Her chest was a mass of blood. Her face was completely obliterated. He was sitt...ng on the sofa. He had obviously put the barrel of the gun in his mouth before pulling the trigger. The top of his head was missing, there was blood and brain tissue on the wall behind him. There was blood, overturned and broken furniture in both the kitchen and the living room. The small Christmas tree was knocked over with presents and wrapping. " Sara said looking around," Then there is those out buildings,we could convert them into holiday homes and rent them out in the summer," she smiled."It's a lot of work,but I can see the potential," he looked at her,she smiled that sexy smile and they embraced and kissed. They had bought the property and immediately had set about with renovations,finally after almost a year the main house was livable.That first night in their new bedroom was amazing,they had made love for most of the night,her. .." The basement? Who the fuck puts the only bathroom in the basement? I guess I can forget about the molding there. "But it is a really nice bathroom. It has a hot tub and everything."In the kitchen I was again disappointed, while the kitchen was very functional, it maintained the rustic look as the rest of the house and implemented none of the modern conveniences I was hoping to see. By this time Mrs. Maloney was flipping on all of the light switches which included the back porch and the. “I just came in to clean out my desk. I’m not taking any company property.”“No, no,” he answered. “You completely misunderstand me. Lars Andersen is the executor of Dag Hamar’s estate. I’m quite certain he wants you to stay on and continue working. I’m sure he’ll be in touch with you soon. I’m actually on my way to meet with him now.”“I don’t understand.” I’m pretty dumb when I don’t want to listen.“Dag came to my office last week and made revisions to his will. I’m not at liberty to discuss.