When I was in school I knew a guy who commited a murder. He was a regular customer at the store I worked at, and one day he suddenly had a lot more disposable income. Turns out he just married a lady who was well off, and had access to her bank account. Then all of a sudden he had all kinds of "friends"- as when he took his friends out for food or drinks it was always his treat.
After a couple of months she saw how much he was spending and took back his ATM card. As qickly as they appeared; the friends disappeared.
A couple of weeks later he comes into the store, shakes all our hands and tells us goodbye- he is going away for a while. We all thought it was some sort of tall tale; until we hear on the news that he had turned himself in to police.
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