What if Mike didn’t come back from Las Vegas? Maybe she could go back to Tony and he would let her live, but she doubted it. He wanted revenge and she had seen Tony that way before, he was ruthless. She was stuck here in Virginia City, or some other burg like it. Tony would never look for her here. She liked the bright lights and Tony knew it. He probably had people looking for her right now in L.A. and New York and the other places she liked to go. She was a prisoner in small town America.
Maybe she could make the most of it. She thought of Herbert Adams. He wanted to “court her”, his exact words, no one talked like that anymore. He was loaded, at least by Virginia City standards, and he was a bachelor in his seventies. When he died it would all be hers, a small time Anna Nicole Smith, only without a will contest. She would be the queen of Virginia City, the owner of most of its property, and its citizens would be her subjects. She wanted to take care of herself. Who could blame her for that?
March 18th, 2007 at 2:58 pm
If it worth saying once you can say it twice but after that I’m going to come over and ring your neck.
m
March 18th, 2007 at 3:18 pm
I understand you missed my earlier comment. I believe, Mary, you are really full of yourself and are a very selfish person. Just who are your parents and how did they raise you?
I can only imagine.
M
April 1st, 2007 at 4:12 pm
You don’t want to know who my parents were and how they raised me, Have you ever heard of child abuse?
April 2nd, 2007 at 3:33 pm
Come off it Mary. It’s too bad you were abused as a child, if that’s the truth, but you’re still a conniving, scheming piece of work that’s looking out only for herself. Drop dead.
April 3rd, 2007 at 7:57 pm
You know Mary, you’re the kind of woman destined to give women a bad name… manipulative, conniving, self absorbed. Give me a break on the child abuse angle; I’m sure you’re working that pity party for whatever it will buy you as well.
April 13th, 2007 at 2:45 pm
talk about self absorbed…just look at the comments by Emmy Moortenson. Are you one of those people that is blessed with such a perfect life and so therefore can not imagine the genuineness of someone elses tragedies? Give me a break!!