When you are rich and powerful, no one will challenge you to your face or give you a chance to explain yourself. All the whispers are behind your back. You are left with no means of clearing your own name. And after a while you realize there is no point in even attempting to do so. No one wants the truth. All anyone wants is the chance to add more fuel to the fires of gossip. The whispers become so loud that sometimes you think you will drown in them.
No one gets away with committting murder on the premises.""No exceptions?" she asked.His smile was as cold as his eyes. "One exception.""You," she said."Me."She took a short, tight breath."But you didn't kill Gloria Maitland," she said."What makes you so sure I didn't murder her?""You're a magician. You would have done a better job of it.