Boris West and his wife, Mary West, sat in their livingroom, his hand placed on top of hers.
The family lawyer and the family publicist sat directly opposite from the couple, enjoying a cup of coffee.
Mary sat in silence, relieved that Boris was doing most of the talking with the two men.
"So, what you are saying is that you don't want this case ruled as a suicide?" the publicist asked.
"Yes," Boris muttered. "She... We want it ruled as a death from natural causes."
The two men exchanged glances looking both suspicious and surprised.
The publicist asked, "Natural causes? But she committed -"
"You have a problem with that, Timothy!" Mary hissed abruptly. "Because if you do, we could get another publicist in a snap of a finger!"
He faked a smile. "No. There's no problem ma'am
