It is Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we witnessed Harriet and Alice in a bit of panic over the information Frank Plano had to offer about them being seen in Kenosha. What was especially troubling to them was the possibility that Frank knew they were frequent visitors to the Severides. Harriet made the suggestion that Alice call Frank and see if he has filed his report. If not, she reasoned that they could do something to silence him. I see Alice is on the phone, so let’s get over there.
“So, Mr. Plano you are still open to getting our side of the story? Oh I know I was rude, and I apologize. Well, Harriet and I are at her house. You can come over, and we will speak openly. Yes, we will tell you what we know. You can be the judge as to the relevance of the information. Okay then. We will see you shortly. Goodbye Mr. Plano.”
“What did he say?”
“He has not completed his report.”
“Is he coming over?”
“Yes. I thought you would know that from my side of the conversation.”
“Just checking. What are we going to tell him?”
“I think we ought to let him know we visited the Severides.”
“You crazy? What excuse could we possibly have to be visiting the Severides.”
“I’m sure he knows they were major drug dealers.”
“Yeah, so you gonna confess your habit to him?”
“What’s the big deal? So I used to pop heron. So what.”
“How about the coke? You were arrested for possession.”
“And where did that lead? Seth killed those charges. You think just because I tell a private eye I used to do drugs, I’m going to get arrested?”
“You still using?”
“You know I’m not.”
“I see your point then.”
“So, what do we have to lose? Let’s just come clean. We bought drugs from the Severides. Yes, we were there the night they were killed. We didn’t do anything and have nothing to hide.”
“What about that blood spurt when you shot up.”
“What do you mean?”
“You pulled the needle out too quickly, and your blood fell on the floor.”
“I wiped that up.”
“You ever see CSI? You can’t just wipe up blood. If the lab guys go in there for more testing, they will find your blood. How do you explain that?”
“Let me think.”
“Oh oh. Frank’s at the front door.”
“Let me think Harriet. I’ll just say I cut myself.”
“With a large knife as you were killing the Severides?”
“Very funny, Harriet. Let Frank in. I’ll think of something.”






















