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Dracula has also been tentatively identified as Jaclyn the Ripper, an unfamous cereal killer thought to have been responsible for the exposure of the Rice Bubble Conspiracy ... I sat her before an open, roaring fireplace, gave her a mug of hot Milo and tried to get her to talk about it. She'd known that it was something she'd have to face, one day, and her first attempts were admirable. "The Rice Bubble. Yeah. My father was in on it. Hah. `In' on it, he sank everything he had into it, both houses, all that land up in New South Wales, shit, he put his goddamn SOUL into that scheme." She shivered, sat back, trying to calm herself and took a sip of the Milo. I loved the way she licked the milo moustache off her upper lip, but I wasn't going to seduce her. She needed some time to recover from this. "He sold everything he had, got two mortgages on all the houses, ploughed it all into the Bubble. I got out when he started making noises about me going out and selling myself." I started at this, and she waved a hand dismissively, "Oh, he didn't put it like that. he just mentioned that there were some rich friends of his that he was trying to get in on this Bubble scheme, and that they thought I was attractive, and maybe I should do a bit more to help him ..." her words trailed off. I could see where her thoughts were leading, and I knew she was about to go over the edge again. desperately, I thought of some way of derailing this. My eventual answer - the first one I could think of - was probably not the right one: "Have you ever heard of "Bob"?" She started at this. I shook my head. "Sorry, forget I said that. Here, I've got some great amphetamine. How would you like yours, intravenously?" She smiled and leaned back in the armchair, warming her bare feet. |
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