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dead man is doing in my study ? "
    " Dead man? "
    "My husband.  Y ou know, tall, black, bugged out eyes.  Cold hands, bad smell.  Th at dead man , woman . "
    " Mrs. Wiley, I... "
    " You what?  Listen, when I hired you, I paid you to screw him then kill him.  Did I stutter?  Did you miss somethi ng?  Screw, kill.  Screw, kill."
    Jan lost her look of innocence.  " Somebody beat me to it, and then those two jerks got som eone to bring him back to life."
    "Who?"
    "Some old Arab dude named Hamid ."
    Mrs. Wiley marched around the center aisle and stood inches from Jan's face.  " I don't know what you have going on with those two chuckleheads in my stud y, but I'm telling you, I'm not going to have it.  You need to fix this shit. "
    " I can fix it, Mrs. Wiley. "
    " How, you going to kill him again?! "
    Jan pause d to compose herself.  The old lady's attack ha d knocked her off balance.
    " Mrs. Wiley, we still have a deal.  I kill your husband, you take his seat in Congress and I get paid.  You wouldn't have hired me if I couldn't do the job. "
    " I hired you ' cause someone told me you had the most dangerous pussy in the country. "  Mrs. Wiley place d her hands on her hips and rotate d her midsection.  " All men have to do is look at it and they drop dead.  To me, it sure don't look like you're off to a great start, g a l. "
    " It's not how you start, it ' s how you finish ," Jan replied, the hood rat steel returning to her voice.  "And I plan to re-dead you r husband with the quickness."
    The reverend's wife walked back to the center aisle .  "You do that.  That way I don't have to hire another someone to kill you both," said Mrs. Wiley.  Sh e picked up the knife and again sliced purposefully into the beef.
     
    As Mrs. Wiley completed the sandwiches Jan could no longer suppress her curiosity.
    "Why aren't you surprised that your husband is a zombie?"
    Eloise Wiley shrugged.  "I guess that after thirty years as the wife of a pastor and politician, nothing surprises me."
     
    Elias and Chi continued their discussion in the study.
    " After he wins, we kill him ," Elias said.
    " Ain't he dead enough , boss ? "
    " He'll be dead and gone. "
    Chi nodded.  " Gotcha.  Swimming with the fishes.  Pushing up daisies.  Dancing with the fairies by the moonlight. "  Chi twirl ed his hands over his head in a circular motion.
    Elias shook his head.  " You're starting to worry me, Chi.  Anyway, he goes and we take over his seat.  W h ip, w h op, wham. "
    " You know, I think I heard that somewhere before. "
     
    It wa s barely sunrise.  Elias, Chi and Jan enter ed Wiley's bedroom.  Wiley ha d remain ed in the position they placed him the previous night, standing up and facing the corner.
    " We have to get him dressed.  Chi, look in his closet for a nice su it.  Jan, you get him undressed," Elias said.
    Chi head ed into Wiley's huge walk-in closet.
    " Me? " Jan asked.
    " You're his e xecutive assistant, do your job," said Elias.
    " I don't believe this. "
    " Just do it.  It's not like that's the first Johnson you've ever seen.  Quiet chick like you probably giving brothers more head than the ugly Kardashian . "
    " Just one request , " said Jan.
    " What? "
    " Leave us alone.  If I have to do this, I don't want you watching. "
    " Cool, we'll be in the car. "
    Chi emerge d from the closet with a suit, tie, shirt and shoes.
    " Drop em Chi, the lady wants to be alone with her man. "  Chi drop ped the items on the floor.
    " We outta here ," Elias said, motioning his underling to follow him out of the room.
    After Elias and Chi le ft the room , Jan carefully approache d Wiley.  A hesitant hand reache d out, finally tak ing in Wiley's large, cold hand.  She look ed up at him but his face wa s turned away.  She gently caresse d his hand. 
    After a few moments Wiley turn ed his head , his cloudy eyes look ing at her.
    " See what happens when you fool around on your girl?  Got yourself dead, didn't you.  But as usual,