His problem wasn't that anything was missing. His problem was that somebody had parked a hearse in his building, complete with coffin. None of the emp...oyees were willing to open that coffin to see what was inside it.Another was the owner of the hearse, who had rented it to Larry Higginbotham, though that wasn't the name Larry had used. The hearse hadn't been returned and it was needed for a funeral.Because of the uproar in the law enforcement community, neither man could get anyone in law. "If the woman makes it that. If she cooperates it is less arduous for her." What means arduous?" interrupting herself she continued, "No matter. Only my husband is permitted. If I let another in my body I die, that is my law in my country." I was not aware that death by stoning for adultery in accordance with Sharia law was prevalent in Italy?" Ramzy El-Najjar said sarcastically."Is the law in Sicily. Is not law of government, is law of people," she explained."My task is to train you to be a. " Ignoring her advice, Liv and Finn each kept a pistol as they followed Grannie through the garage door and into a large living room. An adobe fireplace filled one corner. Rough, hewn beams supported the ornate ceiling."Marcy! I didn't expect you to come by so early!" Stephen Viktorson III, a jolly man in his late fifties, welcomed them into his home. He greeted Liv's Grandmother with a kiss on the cheek. "Oh and the pretty lady with the pink pistol tucked in her pants must be your. Her cameltoe clearly visible I pull out my camera and record a video of her as she crawls around my floor, picking up my mess all the while accidentally wiggling her ass and showing me her cameltoe without realizing it. Eventually as the clutter disappears from the floor she stands up and turns around to look at me. “Your room is absolutely disgusting” she snapps at me before noticing the phone in my hand. “What the fuck are you doing?!” She shouted as she reached for my phone. Quickly I pull.