David Shaw:
[in David's loft]
What's the five hundred grand for?
Steven:
Killing my wife.
David Shaw:
Emily?
Steven:
One hundred thousand now, four hundred thousand after cash and carry.
David Shaw:
You're out of your mind.
Steven:
Not really.
David Shaw:
Why?
Steven:
I appreciate your curiosity but my agenda doesn't concern you.
David Shaw:
What if I go to straight to Emily and tell her all this?
Steven:
That'd be my word against yours, Winston.
David Shaw:
What if I go to the cops?
Steven:
Have you ever been to Boca Raton Florida? there was a lady down there that was carrying on with a much younger man he was a hell of a tennis player, anyway when the affair ended he disappeared, along with the lady's bearer bonds, an acquaintance of mine has a photograph of the suspect and all police need is a name, as in strike three, fifteen years no parole.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:39