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To: Mel Fuller
From: Nadine Wilcock
Subject: John
Okay, you have officially lost it now. Put her in a home? Where do you come up with this
stuff? And how did you get all of that out of that perfectly sweet email she wrote you?
They aren't the Kennedys, for God's sake. No one in that family has ever been accused
of murder. Possession, maybe, but nothing violent. And the grandmother, at least, is a
well-known patron of the arts, and a huge supporter of many of the same charities, you,
young lady, have been known to write about admiringly. So where do you get this stuff?
Your imagination is working overtime. You should maybe give up journalism and go into
fiction writing, because that seems to be where your real talent lies.
Nadine
To: Nadine Wilcock
From: Mel Fuller
Subject: John
Oh, yeah? Well, then you probably won't believe me when I say I think I have an idea
who might have conked Mrs. Friedlander on the head. And it wasn't a member of the Trent
family.
Meet me over by the water cooler, and I'll tell you. George keeps walking by and reading over
my shoulder to make sure I'm working. And then I said, "Are you kidding? George Sanchez is the
sexiest man alive. Any man with that much hair on his back has to be a veritable repository of
testosterone...." HA, GEORGE! CAUGHT YOU!!!!
Mel
To: Stacy Trent
From: Genevieve Randolph Trent
Subject: Melissa Fuller
Well, I sent it. And she hasn't written back. Stubborn little thing.
I think it's time we move on to Plan B.
Mim