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But Nadine, I do now, I really believe he's going to try to kill her!!! What should I do???? Mel To: Mel Fuller From: Nadine Wilcock Subject: Max Friedlander Mel. Honey. Calm down. Max Friedlander is not going to kill his aunt. All right? You are letting the stress of your breakup with John and the whole suspension thing get the better of you. Max Friedlander is not going to inject his aunt with her cat's insulin. Okay? People don't do things like that. Well, they do in the movies, and in books and things, but not in real life. I think you've seen "Shadow of a Doubt" one too many times. Just take a deep breath and think about it. Why would Max do something like that? I mean, really, Mel. He is a big loser, it's true. He treated Vivica--not to mention you-very badly. But that doesn't make him a murderer. A big stupid jerk, but not a murderer. All right? Now if you want to take a little walk with me outside the building, get a little fresh air to clear your head, I'd be happy to go with you. I heard there's a sale over at Banana Republic. We could go look at some nice silk sweater sets, if you want. But please do not call the police to report that Max Friedlander is contemplating killing his aunt. Please. I beg of you. You will only be wasting their time and your own. Nadine To: Vivica@sophisticates.com From: Mel Fuller Subject: Max Vivica, please. I am begging you. Can you remember anything, anything at all, that might help pinpoint what night it was you and Max were at my building? It could be a matter of life and death. To: Vivica@sophisticates.com From: Mel Fuller

Subject: WOW IT SURE IS IMPORTANT TO YOU TO KNOW WHAT NIGHT ME AND MAX WERE AT HIS AUNT'S, HUH? DID YOUR DRY CLEANER LOSE A SWEATER OF YOURS THAT DAY OR SOMETHING? I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS. I REALLY WISH I COULD REMEMBER WHEN IT WAS EXACTLY, SO I COULD HELP YOU. OH WAIT. I KNOW THERE WAS SOME KIND OF PLAYOFF GAME, BECAUSE ALL THE CARS THAT WENT BY WHILE I WAS WAITING IN THE CAR, THEY HAD THE GAME ON. AND WE WERE LOSING, SO EVERYBODY WAS REALLY MAD. OH, AND THERE WAS NO DOORMAN. IT WAS WEIRD, BECAUSE MAX JUST WALKED RIGHT IN, AND NOBODY STOPPED HIM. BUT WHILE HE WAS GONE THIS CHINESE FOOD DELIVERY MAN CAME, AND HE LOOKED ALL AROUND THE LOBBY FOR THE DOORMAN, SO HE COULD CALL UP TO THE PEOPLE HE WAS DELIVERING TO AND TELL THEM HE WAS COMING. THE REASON I NOTICED WAS BECAUSE THE CHINESE FOOD DELIVERY MAN WAS WEARING ACID WASHED JEANS, WHICH ARE SO TOTALLY EIGHTIES, BUT I GUESS IF YOU ARE AN IMMIGRANT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW THAT. AND I WAS THINKING WE SHOULD REALLY START SOME KIND OF EDUCATION PROGRAM FOR THE IMMIGRANTS SO THEY WOULD KNOW WHAT TO WEAR, SO AS NOT TO STAND OUT SO MUCH. KNOW WHAT I MEAN? LIKE YOU KNOW HOW CHRISTIE AND NAOMI AND CINDY STARTED THE FASHION CAFE? I WAS THINKING I COULD START LIKE A FASHION SCHOOL, FOR PEOPLE WHO COME TO NEW YORK FROM CHINA AND HAITI AND THE MIDWEST AND STUFF. ANYWAY, FINALLY MR. ACID WASHED JEANS FOUND HIM—THE DOORMAN, I MEAN--AND GOT BUZZED UP. THEN THE DOORMAN WENT AWAY AGAIN, AND RIGHT THEN MAX CAME DOWN, AND THE TWO OF US LEFT. DOES THAT HELP? VIVICA To: Max Friedlander From: Mel Fuller Subject: Your aunt Dear Mr. Friedlander, Your aunt is in the ICU, which means she can't have visitors. Ever. In fact, they get mad if you even ask if you can visit people who are in the ICU. Because people who are in the ICU are in very, very unstable condition, and the slightest germ from the outside world might make them worse. So not only are there no visitors allowed, but the room is constantly monitored for movement with motion detectors, so even if you tried to sneak in there, you would get caught right away. So I wouldn't even try to go visit your aunt. Sorry. But I bet if you sent a card, they'd show it to her when she wakes up. Mel Fuller

But Nadine, I do now, I really believe he's going to try to kill her!!! What should I do????<br />

Mel<br />

To: Mel Fuller <br />

From: Nadine Wilcock <br />

Subject: Max Friedlander<br />

Mel. Honey. Calm down. Max Friedlander is not going to kill his aunt. All right?<br />

You are letting the stress of your breakup with John and the whole suspension thing get<br />

the better of you. Max Friedlander is not going to inject his aunt with her cat's insulin.<br />

Okay? People don't do things like that. Well, they do in the movies, and in books and<br />

things, but not in real life. I think you've seen "Shadow of a Doubt" one too many times.<br />

Just take a deep breath and think about it. Why would Max do something like that? I<br />

mean, really, Mel. He is a big loser, it's true. He treated Vivica--not to mention you-very<br />

badly. But that doesn't make him a murderer. A big stupid jerk, but not a murderer.<br />

All right? Now if you want to take a little walk with me outside the building, get a little<br />

fresh air to clear your head, I'd be happy to go with you. I heard there's a sale over at<br />

Banana Republic. We could go look at some nice silk sweater sets, if you want.<br />

But please do not call the police to report that Max Friedlander is contemplating killing<br />

his aunt. Please. I beg of you. You will only be wasting their time and your own.<br />

Nadine<br />

To: Vivica@sophisticates.com<br />

From: Mel Fuller <br />

Subject: Max<br />

Vivica, please. I am begging you. Can you remember anything, anything at all, that<br />

might help pinpoint what night it was you and Max were at my building? It could be a<br />

matter of life and death.<br />

To: Vivica@sophisticates.com<br />

From: Mel Fuller

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