Joe and I had a great time at the Boston Red Sox game until I looked up in the stands and saw that lady again.  And she was sitting with Mrs. Murphy’s accountant!  I was shocked.  I quickly pointed her out to Joe who was busy watching the game but before he could look around, they vanished.  This was the lady that I thought for certain dropped dead at the Wicked play.   This woman looked just like her and I thought I had seen the guy before, too.  I decided to do a little sleuth work and go over to his house the next day so that I could snoop around for myself.  I would pretend that I was thanking him for the tickets. The next morning, I got dressed and got into my car.  Before I could get out of the driveway, my neighbor Mike came hobbling along and asked me to get him some Jack Daniels.  After all, the last bottle was broken over that guy’s head. I headed down to Don’s liquor store and was shocked to see it in shambles.  Everything was tossed off of the shelves.  Don just sat at his stool, crying.  “What happened?”  I asked.  It was an apparent robber, but it didn’t seem that anything was taken.  “I guess I shoot my mouth off too much,” said Don. “About what?”  Don then confessed that he had gone to Mrs. Murphys’s unannounced to bring over her scotch when who did he see there but the lawyer from the Texas Holdem Gang and a shady looking character.  There was an elderly lady in the room, too.  Don said that he left and didn’t’ think they saw him, but after he got in this morning, he realized that they had seen him. This is a warning to me,” he said. “For what?” “To keep my mouth shut.”