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- Darla I’m sorry, I didn’t hold up my end of the deal. If it was a trap meeting GidgetGirl here in Paris, I wanted it on camera. If it wasn’t her that called and it could have been anybody, I thought the camera, maybe that could somehow save me.
I arrived ten minutes early. And waited. And waited.
Maybe she showed, saw the glasses knew I had a camera, maybe she balked. I’ll never know. Remember this face . McIntyre, 38, communications director of the philanthropic non-profit the Hanso Foundation apparently lost control of the vehicle. Officials pulled his body and that of Darla Taft, corporate liason for the Global Welfare Consortium from the submerged car initial ruling is that the crash was accidental. It was no accident! They were murdered! I…I can’t do this anymore, GidgetGirl, Darla, was a good person. We had a trust. I knew from the beginning that she was Hugh’s mistress and she knew that I was Perseph…
Someone's shooting at me?! Someone’s shooting at me!!
Man’s voice: Open the door!
Rachel: Oh my god!
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