It’s common knowledge that this guy has a jar filled with diamonds, gold and rubies locked in his safe. I’ll tell you about the safe…where it is…blah blah in a just a minute. Okay. This jar…I’m picturing a quart sized jar about yo big…sitting there…waiting to be taken.

Now, here’s the beauty of this situation. This guy? He’s in hospice. Meaning it’s a question of time.

If say, you…No, not you, you’re picking the safe…YOU…you were to do a bit of research. Find out, where he was born. Was he president of the homeowners’ association? You see where I’m going with this, right?

We walk in. We’re dressed nice. Bring a tray of cookies. Express our condolences. Mention how we knew him through…?

I don’t know. You tell me.