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“Jonny” SondraBeth grimaced “Now you listen The truth is that in the last few years—well, your sister and I weren’t exactly friends I’ll explain why, soot the chance to tell her the truth about Jonny”

SondraBeth leaned past her to reach into the top of the medicine cabinet “It’s nasty stuff, but Pandy always said you were the kind of person ouldn’t be swayed by sentiment Unlike Pandy herself I always told her she was too emotional about men, but she wouldn’t listen”

“Is that so?” Pandy said archly

SondraBeth laughed as she rearettes, which she shook at Pandy Pandy took one

“But since you already know Jonny’s a bad guy…” SondraBeth stuck a cigarette into her mouth, lit it, and then lit Pandy’s SondraBeth inhaled and exhaled quickly, like someone who hasn’t had a smoke for a while “I happen to know that Jonny owes the mob a lot of money”

“What?” Pandy began coughing SondraBeth patted her on the back

“I know It sounds shocking, but you have to remember that Jonny was in the restaurant business He borrowed all this money from the mob But that’s not the worst of it”

“There’s more?”

SondraBeth nodded, and with the guilt of so, she took another furtive drag “That guy as just here, Freddie the Rat? Your sister and I used to hang out with hio”

“I know all about Freddie,” Pandy sighed

“Well, Freddie knows all about Jonny And he told me that if there weren’t any more Monica movies…if Monica were, to say, die”—SondraBeth took another drag—“the o after Jonny for the money he owes them, because they’d know his source of funds had dried up”

“What are they going to do? Kill him?” Pandy asked sarcastically

“Don’t be silly,” SondraBeth said “They’re not going to kill a famous person They don’t operate like that”

“How do you know?” Pandy asked

“Because they do business with fa dealer, okay? You don’t want to kill your clients”