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Chapter 28: Joy and Sorrow

Tony Wendys's funeral was scheduled for the third day after his death.

It was held at the famous Rose Hill Cemetery in the northern suburbs of Chicago.

Although he didn't have many relatives, quite a few people came to the funeral.

After all, he was a tennis star, albeit a second-rate one, but he still had some degree of fame.

But Josh didn't go to join in the festivities. Although others didn't know, he knew how this guy died very well.

It was awkward to pretend to mourn for the person he had killed.

So he just sat in the car in the distance, playing the role of a driver, waiting for Margaret.

It took over two hours to send off all the mourners who had come to pay their respects before Margaret got in the car's back seat.

"How was it? Are you tired?" Josh asked Margaret through the rearview mirror.

Margaret was dressed conservatively in an elegant black dress, wearing a black veil and a small hat, a delicate and elegant pearl collar necklace around her neck, and black stockings, making her look very graceful and elegant.

Although, according to the old saying in China, women should be pretty and wear white when mourning, black is not bad either, and it has a kind of mysterious feeling that makes people want to explore.

"I'm fine. Everything was done by the pastor and the funeral home. I was just there to show my face. What could be tiring about that?" Margaret shook her head to indicate that she wasn't tired.

"By the way, what about that guy?" Josh nodded and looked towards a young man in the distance who was looking over at them.

He was also there to attend the funeral, but he had been trying to get close to Margaret since before.

So Josh asked about him.

And Josh wasn't seeing this guy for the first time.

The last time Josh followed Margaret, he saw this guy at the jewelry store. Apparently, he was related to Uncle John, whom Margaret had mentioned, and he had been trying to court Margaret the whole time.

"He? He's Uncle John's second son, David Leibler, a notorious playboy who had been in charge of their family's business in New York for a while before returning recently. I had the misfortune of running into him when I saw Uncle John. He heard I was preparing for a divorce and has pestered me ever since. I was very clear with him last time, but he still won't give up." Following Josh's gaze, Margaret frowned and answered with disdain in her words.

This disdain wasn't feigned because, in Margaret's eyes, this David Leibler was actually the same type of person as the late Tony Wendys.

Despite being only in his early thirties, he had already been divorced twice. The reason for the divorce was that after losing interest in his wife, he began to cheat and create all kinds of salacious news.

And this guy was even more of a player than Tony Wendys.

Tony Wendys is at least a sports star, and he pays some attention to maintaining his image in public.

But David Leibler was a rich second-generation who played without restraint.

So under the circumstances of having Tony Wendys as a cautionary tale, Margaret naturally couldn't have any good feelings for him.

"...Do you want me to teach him a lesson?" Hearing Margaret's words, Josh couldn't help but frown and suggest.

Wow, Margaret just got her hands on this diamond VIP ticket a few days ago, and now someone else is trying to steal her thunder. How can he stand it?

Why not let this guy keep Tony Wendys' company?

"Forget it. Just stay away from him. After all, Uncle John has been good to me. It won't look good on our faces if we make too much trouble." Upon hearing Josh's dangerous idea, Margaret immediately stopped it.

After this time together and the incident with Tony Wendys, Margaret understood that this little man she had picked up on the side of the road seemed to be a mild-mannered and harmless little lapdog on the surface. Still, deep down, he was a barbarian forest wild wolf with a hint of ferocity.

Of course, Margaret didn't distance herself from Josh because of this. She actually loved this bad little man even more.

Perhaps this is what they call the Bonnie and Clyde syndrome.

Due to this, Margaret was afraid that if Josh were to "persuade" David to quit, David would end up like Tony Wendys.

Margaret didn't care about Tony Wendys' life or death, but David's father, John Leibler, had been kind to her, and she didn't want the kind old man to suffer the loss of his son because of her.

Although Josh was unhappy about the other party trying to steal his girlfriend, he didn't say anything more since Margaret had spoken up. He started the car, leaving the cemetery.

Out of sight, out of mind.

As a time traveler, Josh didn't have a sense of belonging to this era.

But with Margaret, a woman who was devoted to him, appeared, the situation changed.

So it didn't matter what other people thought. He had to take care of Margaret's emotions.

After leaving their destination, they didn't return to Margaret's mansion but returned to Evanston's love nest.

That mansion was bought by Margaret and Tony Wendys after they married. After completely breaking up with Tony Wendys, she had no attachment to the mansion and even felt slightly disgusted.

So she simply moved with a few servants who had been with her for many years to Evanston and lived with Josh.

Anyway, Evanston's house was not small, with a full eight rooms, which was more than enough.

As for the fact that the mistress of the house had just lost her husband and was living with another young man, the servants didn't show any unusual expressions.

Because these servants were originally left by Margaret's father and were not on the same side as Tony Wendys.

After greeting the Tommy family next door, who were having afternoon tea in the yard when they got home, Josh hugged Margaret around the waist.

"Just wait. I'll go change my clothes!" Margaret slapped the little man's mischievous hand in a bad mood.

"No need to change. I like you in this outfit." But it was no use. Josh grabbed Margaret's arm and whispered in her ear.

Feeling the hot breath in her ear, Margaret quickly gave in.

Seeing the delicate body in her arms not resisting, Josh lifted her up and ran up the stairs with her, despite her screams.

However, just as Margaret and Josh were celebrating that they could be together without any worries in the future.

In a small tavern on the other side of the city, the mood of another group of people was not so good.

These people were originally planning to rob the jewelry store. Still, their plans were disrupted by Tony Wendys, who unexpectedly came along. Now, these four robbers, who have inexplicably added a murder to their hands, are in a tough spot.

No one would be happy if this happened to them.


Chapter 29: Late Night, Unsettled Hearts

It was still in the suburbs of Chicago, at a small pub with a CLOSED sign hanging outside, but inside, it was filled with smoke.

A bartender and four well-dressed men were smoking and drinking heavily.

"Who knew that drunkard was so hard to beat? Now he's dead, and we've messed up our plan, making the police investigate even more. Damn it. Goss, give me another drink." One of the men finished his whiskey and cursed as he slammed the glass on the counter.

These four strong men were the unlucky ones who failed to rob the jewelry store because of Tony Wendys' drunken accident that night and instead took the blame for Josh.

From the man's words, it can be seen that they really didn't know that Tony Wendys was later killed by Josh and thought they had beaten him to death themselves.

"That's enough. You've already had two bottles of my authentic Kentucky bourbon! " Goss, the bartender, who was also the owner of this small pub and the accomplice of these four men, helped them with logistics such as buying guns, fixing cars, and selling stolen goods.

"Oh, come on, Goss, it's only two bottles of whiskey!" One of the men complained.

"Just good use of words, Cody! Do you think it was still two years ago? Go outside and see. Now a bottle of whiskey is worth two hundred dollars, and you can't even buy it with money!" Goss grumbled.

Although the Prohibition era had long passed, the war had caused alcohol prices to soar again. By 1943, there were almost no legitimate distillers left in the market.

Even many of the imported whiskeys from Ireland had been confiscated.

A bottle of genuine bottled whiskey would cost at least tens or even hundreds of dollars.

As for premium whiskeys like bourbon, two hundred dollars was not expensive at all.

Of course, there were still cheap drinks available. It might only cost ten dollars if you bought a bottle of home-brewed liquor from a small workshop or farm.

But anyone who knew about alcohol knew that such unskilled homemade liquor had a poor taste, low alcohol content, and even the risk of poisoning.

"Hey, two hundred dollars is nothing. We robbed so many jewels before." Cody was unhappy. He knew that alcohol was expensive, but so what? What was the point if they didn't drink themselves to death in their line of work?

"Is it a lot? Yes, you guys robbed a lot before, but how many of them were premium quality? Even the gold was only 18K, and there was very little platinum. The quality was only slightly better than silver, and the total value was not more than a hundred thousand dollars. Not to mention they haven't even been sold yet. Even if they were all sold, we could only get more than twenty thousand dollars, thank God. After deducting other expenses such as guns and cars, how much would be left?" Goss scolded.

That's right, these people had already robbed three times in Chicago.

But the targets of those three times were only ordinary civilian-level jewelry stores.

These stores would not have any high-end jewelry.

So even though they had stolen a lot of jewelry, the quality was poor and basically only worth dozens or hundreds of dollars per item.

Compared to the jewelry stores in the 21st century that sold for thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, it was a world of difference.

Anyone who knew a little about the business would know that jewelry of this level, apart from the precious metals used to make the jewelry itself, had very little value in terms of the gems on them if there was no commercial markup.

So those hundreds of pieces of jewelry that seemed to be worth over a hundred thousand dollars, in reality, were only worth about forty or fifty thousand dollars.

But that's not all. In the business of selling stolen goods, intermediaries would take at least fifty percent of the difference. The more unscrupulous ones would take seventy or eighty percent.

Otherwise, who would take the risk of selling stolen goods?

So according to this calculation, what Goss said was already quite generous.

After dividing it among the five of them, it was only four thousand dollars per person... enough to buy a few bottles of whiskey?

At this point, the slightly smaller but oldest-looking man among the four men spoke up.

"Okay, Goss, open another bottle. It's on me!"

Seeing him speak, Goss didn't argue anymore, nodded, and took out another bottle from the counter.

"Hey, hey, Louis is still so generous!" Cody was excited and poured some whiskey for Louis, who had spoken earlier and then filled his own glass.

"I don't have much of this good whiskey left. Soon, I'll only be able to sell my own moonshine." Goss shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, Goss, everything will be okay." Louis smiled and took a sip of his drink, then turned to the other two. "Frank, Dix, why so quiet today? Don't worry. Once the dust settles, we'll make a big score together."

"Of course, Louis, I trust you!" Dix, the tallest person in the room, said loudly.

"Louis...I want to quit!" The last person, Frank, hesitated momentarily before speaking up.

With Frank's words, the small group in the tavern was thrown into chaos.

"Why? Frank? We just started, and we're doing pretty well." Cody, another group member, became anxious upon hearing Frank's words. "Are you planning to betray us just because of this little trouble?"

"Cody shut up!" Louis stopped him and turned to Frank. "Frank, can you tell us why?"

"It's Marcy. She doesn't want me to continue down this path." Frank hesitated to say.

Marcy was a girl from the countryside and Frank's childhood sweetheart.

"Oh, come on, it's always Marcy. What's so great about her? Look at Verna. When does she dare to interfere in my business?" Seeing Frank's expression, Cody became extremely contemptuous.

"Cody!" Louis spoke out again, stopping him.

Cody shrugged and stopped talking.

"If you want to quit, there's no problem, but Frank, a few things must be said upfront. First, you must give up half of your share because you're quitting early. Also, it's absolutely not allowed to betray your brothers. Otherwise, you understand the consequences." Louis finished his drink and said.

"Of course, Louis, I understand. Thank you for your understanding." Frank expressed his gratitude.

Knock, knock, knock. Just then, the door of the tavern was knocked.

The people in the tavern immediately became nervous upon hearing the sound.

Goss signaled for them to calm down, then carefully approached the door and looked outside through the peephole. He relaxed immediately.

"It's Cobby!" Goss said to the four people inside the room.

Upon hearing this name, the four people finally relaxed.

Cobby was a famous underground broker in this area, helping people find work, fence stolen goods, and run underground gambling and horse racing businesses. He was a big shot on the street.

Louis and his people had done many things through Cobby.

"Louis, someone wants to see you!" After coming in, Cobby scanned the environment in the store and said to Louis.

"See me? Who is it?" Louis frowned and asked.

"Dr. Schneider, Erwin Lyndon Schneider, have you heard of him?" Cobby asked.

"Dr. Schneider? The one from Philadelphia?" The others looked puzzled, but Louis' eyes lit up.


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