> Am on boat
> Excellent. Since the island of Steep Holm is only five miles from Weston beach front your journey across shouldn't take more than fifteen minutes. This gives us time for a chat. (Smiley Face).
> You said sandra is losing air. Just tell me exactly how long she's got ok.
> I'm sorry, I can't give you an exact time David. But I have been careful to plan ahead allowing you time to rescue her, and by my calculations your play-thing will have lost all air in approximately one hour. (Sad Face).
> Why do I get the feeling im not going to find her in time! Just cut this game crap babs. Tel me what you really want from me, & let her go ok! Like I said before, you already got me & ben so why involve her? She innocent in all this!
> Is she David? Although I agree it is ultimately your responsibility as husband to be fateful to your wife, Sandra did play a role in Millie's death, didn't she David!
> No, she had nothing to do with it, nothing OK!
> Have you heard of Medicorp before?
> No?
> Really. (Laugh Out Loud).You told me earlier on the train that your play-thing was a P.A. for a director of a drug company, did you not?
> Yeah, so what?
> Well, the drug company Sandra works for is called Medicorp. Of course you do actually know that, but since you have an idea where I'm heading with this your instant reaction to my question was denial.
> What you getting at?
> I've had a look around your home today, particularly in your medicine cupboard. And you'll not be surprised that hidden among your Viagra and many hangover remedies, I found a small jar of pills. A jar with a label clearly showing the manufacturer as Medicorp! I don't suppose you know what these pills are for, do you David?
> Ok look, when millie had her cancer she barely slept with constant pain & the meds she was on did nothing for her. Sandra told me about a new pill coming out at her work that acted like a sedative, she said it would help millie relax and sleep, so I told her to get some.
> I'm touched that your mistress had Millie's best interests at heart David. I may shed a tear.
> Fuck you!!!
> I assume you did some research into this new medicine prior to giving it to your wife?
> I didn't need to ok! Sandra said it was approved & the company were preparing distribution across all medical channels to help serious conditions like millies!
> Oh Sandra said, thank heavens! Still, I did some research of my own, and guess what; on Medicorps very own website it states that the Pethidine-Plus drug (the new strain of Demerol pills you gave your wife) were discontinued 'before' their release. Do you know why?
> Ok, why?
> Because it was found that dormant side effects took place in a high percentage of patients in medical trials, and in some cases brain seizures, induced coma's and heart attacks occurred up to two weeks after consumption. Therefore I put it to you that both you and Sandra were fully aware of these lethal aftereffects and you intentionally administered them to Millie not whilst she was battling with her cancer, but many months after her recovery as a slow method of death! So you see, your play-thing isn't so innocent, is she David!
> BULLSHIT!!
> I agree something does smell distinctively foul. But you know the old saying David; he who smelt it, dealt it.
> None of that proves anything!! Your talking crap!
> Clearly you are banking on the fact that there is no corpse to examine. But you forget that thanks to your carelessness I know where Millie is buried.
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> David, are you there?
> Fuck this, you dont scare me OK BABS! You dont know where she is! She went missing at sea remember! So fuck you. I'll play your twisted game till the bitter end for ben & sandra sake, & when its done I'm gonna spend whatever it takes to hunt you down & make you suffer... very fucking slowly!
> I'm shaking in my boots David. My friends tell me you are approaching Steep Holm Island. Please text me once you have climbed the embankment and reached the top. And please don't forget your suitcase; you will need the items you found on your treasure hunt to save your play-thing.
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