July 20, 2019
So everybody figured out right quick that the driver doesn’t get smacked with a tire iron and the wife gets shot. Twice. Unless of course it was on purpose. So the police started doing what police do and sooner rather than later they discovered about a hundred billion phone calls to a hardware store in Louisiana. Maybe he was going fishing lets give him the benefit of the doubt for now. Oddly enough that just happens to be where good ole Ferlin spent an awful lot of time. There were another hundred million phone calls to felize of slut fame. He wuved her. He couldn’t live without her. Even Ferlin who had absolutely decided he could milk this cow for a long time but he wasn’t killing that angelic woman. Why not divorce her asked Ferlin. Robert explained his dire financial problems and told him about the millions in insurance money he carried on his wife. Selling tool he said. Well Ferlin continued to milk the cow but word got back to someone that took umbrage with the fact that hitmen of Louisiana local 197 was not being represented so he told Ferlin he was taking over. Ferlin was in a pickle. He absolutely did not want Maria to die, he said even just from a picture he could tell she was a wonderful person, but money had been paid and the contract was due. Enter ricky dunlap. Ricky checked out the turnoff that Rob was supposed to take and approved the site and the plan was put into action. She got dead, Rob got Robbed of his 12000 which paid the contract in full Ferlin got PTSD.
Rob broke the news to his sons like he was ordering a burger with extra ketchup. And of course his boys believed the story for a while. Even after they found out about felize. Hell they were to busy dealing with burying their mother and all the vultures that descend wanting clothes and knickknacks and whatever else they could escape with. The second robbery. Maria had nice things and the community wanted those things and Robby and Chris spent most of their time at the wake yelling at people to put stuff back. Uncle Sal was there doing his best to help the boys. Tessie MacBride had showed up and appeared to not be leaving. She said she was staying to help with the boys, she was a family friend (and I use the term loosely). She hated Sal and did everything in her considerable power to keep the boys away from him.
That is when the police started to show up pretty much everywhere. Jobs, homes, stripmalls, you name it they showed up and they had warrants for everybody.
Tomorrow follow the lady there she is
RBMD peacing the fuck out
July 19, 2019
once upon a time in the land of all debauchery there lived a fellow by the name of Robert Oakley Marshall. The Oakley should have given it away on the douche meter but alas it did not. He had a stunning wife named Maria and three sons who’s names I am not going hunting for because it isn’t really important…okay maybe it is hang on. Christopher, Robert and john. Happy now? Anyway Marshall was a marmy swarmy insurance salesman who preached like desmond tutu about the importance of family and spending time together and all that other family related stuff. A lot of said stuff happened at the Marshall residence.
Maria was in tears when he threw her a surprise anniversary party, actually she started to sob and had to excuse herself. Now Maria was not simply so moved that her feelings got the best of her, she was sobbing because she knew her preachy, family first husband was having an affair with the town bicycle. She and Robs friend and a few other people had planned to confront him about it to try and get him to see the error of his ways. Thing about dogs is they generally don’t suddenly turn into cats. The intervention was set for two days after the anniversary party.
The next night Robert decided he wanted to go to Atlantic city to go gambling. Again not weird unless you took into account their dire financial position. On the outside everything was fine. On the inside they were totally fucked. Now there are things like bankruptcy court but then the whole town would know. What would they say at the county club. In Atlantic City Robert raven into someone named Ferland Laroux who he supposedly owed money to. 800 to be exact. Now word had got out down at he bayou that Ferland was not being an honorary crook and was just going to keep bleeding poor old Rob dry without ever doing anything about Robs problem. That problem being said wife who he was trying to have murdered. So someone that Ferland knew took over the job.
Rob and Maria left the casino and as luck would have it just as a rest stop was coming up Rob said his tire felt funny. This was the ruse. So Maria took one to the head with a bullet and Rob got bonked over the head with a tire iron. My goodness poor Rob. He went home after the police (who did not believe a single thing out of his lying mouth) cut him loose and he went home and called his son at university to tell him his mother was dead. The other two children were already aware.
In the morning a friend of Rob and Maria dropped by and Rob just could not contain his secret love any longer. His friend said he already knew because dun dun dun dun Maria told him and she’d also hired a private investigator and that is when things got very very interesting.
I’ll finish tomorrow my back is bothering me
RBMD peacing the fuck out