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THE DELICACIES OF A RUINED EVENING
The hors d'oeuvres were on the table, on the floor, smashed against the paintings and hanging from the chandelier. What a mess this is. It's all because of that Barron and his wild ideas. He was the one who ruined the evening, sending guests every which way to run for cover.
The chase, the gunfire, the struggle, it happened so fast it is hard to remember what happened first. Now everyone knows. Everyone knows how the Barron got tangled up with the criminals and how he ended up being caught. He didn't think funding the criminals would come back to him. He thought he was safely hidden out of sight during the crimes.
He didn't think anyone would notice. He didn't understand how investigations worked. He didn't know how they connected the dots and came to him as the supplier of funding. All that's left now are these delicacies.
This story was hand-written on 01/26/08.
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