25 Unicorn Street, Sunday Morning
Doctor Simon Tam, as he was known to most people, opened the concealed safe behind the painting in his room. Yes, he was actually a doctor, but his income hadn't been enough to fund his sister's education as a ballerina, so he had turned to a more lucrative business where his training could still be useful. Over the years he had learned to estimate the quality of the drugs he sold to the local students, and this last shipment had been impressive.
"Oh, River."
He'd get a good price for it, no doubt, but some of it would be saved for someone special: The man who had seduced her sister, making her give up her career and ended up as a stripper in Vegas. Yes, it would be concentrated enough to make it all seem like just an accidental overdose.
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"Oh, River."
He'd get a good price for it, no doubt, but some of it would be saved for someone special: The man who had seduced her sister, making her give up her career and ended up as a stripper in Vegas. Yes, it would be concentrated enough to make it all seem like just an accidental overdose.
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