"I'll get that."
Henderson had a bad habit of just popping up when he was least expected. Brady jumped.
"Dude you should wear a bell."
"I'll think about it Mr Black."
"Call me Brady."
Henderson just nodded as he kept on walking over to the door. He opened it and found Roman Brady standing there.
"Hey Henderson what's the good word?"
"Mrs K is dead."
"Whoa that's awesome."
Brady was surprised when he heard Roman's reaction. He got another surprise when Roman walked into the room sporting a giant red Afro.
"Love the hair Roman."
"Thanks Brady. I'll give you the number of my hair stylist."
Brady pinched himself so he wouldn't start laughing.
"Where's the corpse?"
Brady pointed at Maggie.
"Oh there she is. I really need to get surgery on these peepers of mine."
Roman bent over the body.
"Yep she's dead all right."
Roman pulled out his cellphone.
"Ding dong she's dead bring over the meat wagon Bo."
To Be Cont.