Chapter 102: A Homicide

"Ha, ha, a house in the city has to be, what, fifty to sixty grand? Plus a car and all that. Yeah, we're going to get that back," Edward said. "Tomorrow I'll whip everyone up and put Mario Walton on the spot. You just fan the flames. Once it's done, the two of us… ha, ha, ha!" Scott Walton said, already picturing himself rolling in money. Women were easy prey, he figured. If he'd already squeezed ten grand out of her, he figured he could pull tens of thousands more down the line. "Then I'm counting...