The note read: You both will die soon.
“John, this is the third note we’ve gotten!”
“Politicians get threats, Denise. Go enjoy your week in NYC.”
After three days, Denise was urgently summoned home.
“Ma’am, your husband was shot to death in bed – with his secretary. The shooter probably thought she was you.”
Three weeks later, Denise sat in a downtown coffee shop sipping her latte.
Another customer asked, “Finished with that paper?”
Denise said, “Help yourself,” and slowly walked out of the shop.
Rejoice sat down, opened the newspaper, slid the $20,000 into her purse, and began to read.
“John, this is the third note we’ve gotten!”
“Politicians get threats, Denise. Go enjoy your week in NYC.”
After three days, Denise was urgently summoned home.
“Ma’am, your husband was shot to death in bed – with his secretary. The shooter probably thought she was you.”
Three weeks later, Denise sat in a downtown coffee shop sipping her latte.
Another customer asked, “Finished with that paper?”
Denise said, “Help yourself,” and slowly walked out of the shop.
Rejoice sat down, opened the newspaper, slid the $20,000 into her purse, and began to read.
