I took two aspirin and sat down to ponder the facts. What was the motive? The moon landing coverup? The stolen songs? Her secret formula for cold fusion? or perhaps I was overthinking this. So I took me a little shave with occam's razor. But who would be cold an caloused enough to take the life of a fellow human being? Perhaps it is a music lover who believes the following...

"Some creatures forfeit any and all rights, and make ignoring the faint possibility that someone somewhere sees good in them, or will miss them REAL easy. "

She was a pretty bad singer. That left me with about 10,000 suspects. I look at the schedule and a cold northwestern chill went up and down my spine. 11:00 AM to 12:30 Willie MacGates master of the Windows Named Pipes.......