How this was legal has yet to be explained clearly to me, but somehow it happened.So I figured I must be in the clear now. But wait, not so fast. My b...siness partner decided I must have somehow used the company’s funds to purchase the winning lottery ticket. I didn’t I paid with cash. How do you prove a negative? Simple. You hire another team of shyster lawyers and a pair of forensic CPA’s.Of course, they find my partner has been embezzling money from the company to the tune of 5 million. Kerry had attracted a fair bit of attention from some of the male patrons but she was far too shy to admit this to Lucy. Kerry had expected to be sitting at opposite ends of the small table but Stewart had insisted they sit side by side. The table was one of about five that were on a small raised platform towards the back corner of the restaurant. The light was soft and their table had a small lamp with a fancy lamp shade atop it giving just enough light. It was a romantic setting but, after. He had a riddle he wanted to solve.And I wanted to help him do it.--------------------------FOUR MONTHS LATER--------------------------Time had not seemed to dissuade me from my quest. I took up varioushobbies, but they only seemed to satisfy me for small amounts of time atbest. I enjoyed cerebral puzzles, and when I returned to them, Ireturned to the question which had been eating at me this whole time.I had managed to suppress my wonderings for about three consecutive dayswhen Kriss. I carried a silver tray in my white-gloved hands, which currently bore a fresh bag of barbecue-style potato chips on its way to refill the appropriate bowl on the snack table in the main room. I dodged and sidestepped around the usual monsters, celebrities, superheroes, and other assorted costumes, moving to the beat of "The Devil Inside" as it blared from the DJ's station.I freshened the chips bowl and took a quick mental inventory of the rest of the snacks. "Steve?" came a bass voice to one.