The Living Will of Rupert Ames
Neighbors and business associates said the kindest thing Rupert Ames ever did was die. That he was shot dead in his bed cut no slack with them. His heirs would agree; he was as rotten to them in death as he had been in life, as they were to find out shortly when his will was read.
Who murdered Rupert Ames? And why bother, he was eighty-eight years old? He was ailing. Bed-ridden, in fact. The killer had slipped into his bedroom through a second floor balcony door, whacked him, and exited by the same route.