Finally, he's dead and you're invited to the wake! In researching James's life,
we discovered your shadow falling across his covert activities.
It is almost impossible to tell if you were working for or against the bastard.
We were quite surprised that he was folllowed for many years.
We suppose that means your Private Investigative work is finished?
Perhaps not. Be sure to bring whatever recording devices and gadgets to the wake,
as we anticipate the armpits of his life
unfolding before his peers, revealing the sick story of a dirty shit-spider
by the name of James Lamb scurrying between the acting and business worlds.
Also, an old flame of yours, Ursula, will also be at the wake.
Snide Aside:
By the way, the year is 2016. You've been on the guy's trail for nearly six years, maybe more.
He had an affair in college, impregnating an artist friend named Babs Perosky.
He left her and business school immediately and started the Lamb Family
Theater Troupe with his four sisters.
Babs committed suicide 9 years later in 1973 and the daughter,
Candy Six survives.
James later became involved in semi-legal corporate manoeuvres that gave him wealth despite his pitiful acting.
Austrie Mannis seems to be his Corporate cohort and is about as shifty as he.
You always carry a tape recorder, a notepad, various secret high-tech sensors
and gadgets and a little vial of 100 proof truth serum. (100% proof is
all you need to solve a case....) You can be sly, nasty, or buffoonish depending on the need for secrecy.
And of course, you know all sorts of sordid details of James's life,
and of his Family. And we've heard about another strange habit of yours....
Hot Tip! The undertaker knows much about James's later years.
