Oh, all sorts. Let's see... Ah. [He smiles a little, wistful.] All right. William Porter. Two years ago, he drove the getaway car for a bank robbery. However, he double-crossed his partners, stole the money, and set an elaborate trap to catch them and kill them -- a scheme in which he would undoubtedly be killed himself, but that was no matter, since the whole arrangement was intended to bequeath all the money to his son Del.
We had a long talk, William and I, standing right in the middle of this firetrap of his. The two of us, and my partner. And it was in his self-interest to murder us, and for a while, I genuinely believed he would...
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Date: 2012-04-10 10:42 am (UTC)We had a long talk, William and I, standing right in the middle of this firetrap of his. The two of us, and my partner. And it was in his self-interest to murder us, and for a while, I genuinely believed he would...