I’ve got more money than I can ever spend and no one to leave it to. So I might as well spend the crap out of it before I die.’ ‘It’ll be awhi...e before this comes to trial, if ever. Nine out of ten she’ll plea bargain. With the amount of evidence against her she’d be a fool not too. Once she’s dried out anyway.’ Suggested Ernie ‘What will they do about that? Send her to the Regional? Or let her dry out on her own?’ Rob inquired ‘Probably Georgia Regional. As bad as she is hooked, she’d probably. Maxwell Singer, prominent business owner of Singer’s, was found dead yesterday morning. Apparent cause of death: natural causes. Singer wasn’t a fit man, but the timing of his death beat the door down on coincidence. The piece went on: Mr. Singer had taken his lunch per his usual routine, according to shop seamstress Lois Pennington. Upon his return, he collapsed. They were dropping like flies: first Schmidt, then Metzger, and now Singer. The list of suspects was dwindling to one. The way Moe. After a while, I felt a little big self conscious as we were just sat there sipping champagne so as to make conversation I stupidly said “Do you have a maid or something? A house this big must be difficult to maintain!” They both laughed and Helene said to her husband “Je l’aime!” and Henry simply replied “elle est magnifique!” I just looked coy as it felt like they were mocking me. Henry came over to me and patted my leg and Helene came to sit on my other side. I felt a tingle of nervousness. Now when the opening act finished their encore, all the lights went on. The girl beside me got up and started going through her purse looking for money to give her frined for beer. She dropped something on the floor, and when she bent over to pick it up, I saw dark brown stains on her white shorts, where they had been wedged up her crack! My mouth watered and I wanted to lean over right then for a sniff, but realized there were too many people who could see. I waited for my opportunity, and.