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“That’s ridiculous” David shifted in his seat sothe hula

“Who arranged for that sniper to take a shot at me?” I asked

“I have no idea”

Not even a hint of surprise or shock in his expression

I rose and stood over hi to kill me, David? Or was it the Mob?”

He refused to look me in the eye

“Must I kick your ass for answers?” I pressed on A total bluff, but enough to make David squirm even more

“No one wanted to kill anyone,” he said “But whento piss off his so-called business associates They letclear of them The sniper and the photo of your friendthey arnings They wanted you to stop looking into everything I wanted you to stop”

“And that’s it, huh?” I said “No hard feelings? No more attempts on my life—fake or otherwise?”

“Right” David looked contrite “Just leave us alone”

There it was again Us “Where’s Melissa?”

David gawked at me “She’s dead You have her death record”

I leaned toward hiht and paid for with ue Their records show a Jane Doe processed around this date, but nothing about Melissa I assuery”

David sat up He went round-eyed on ain

“The feds aren’t going to stop looking for that money,” I continued “Theto wait for her trust fund Right?”