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Ep.69 – Good to the Last Drop - A Hot Cup of MURDER
Ep.69 – Good to the Last Drop - A Hot Cup of MURDER
Episode Notes Who doesn't like a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter's morning? Well this percolator will make your coffee give you a lot mo…
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Feb. 3, 2021

Ep.69 – Good to the Last Drop - A Hot Cup of MURDER

Ep.69 – Good to the Last Drop - A Hot Cup of MURDER

Episode Notes
Who doesn't like a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter's morning? Well this percolator will make your coffee give you a lot more than a pep in your step, it could make you KILL.
Good To the Last Drop by Rob Fields
For more of Bella Taibon...

Episode Notes
Who doesn't like a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter's morning? Well this percolator will make your coffee give you a lot more than a pep in your step, it could make you KILL.
Good To the Last Drop by Rob Fields
For more of Bella Taibon check out Episode 64 "The Last Taibon"
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Transcript:
Adam Lester watched his girlfriend, Jarren Hatley, move around the kitchen. There were days when he really enjoyed seeing how animated she could be as she multitasked. She did it all: worked on washing dishes, tending to the stove for making both her breakfast and her lunch, wiping things down, and even making a fresh pot of coffee. She would even be able to talk to Adam as she did all these things. 
Adam was one of the premier basketball players on the Strickfield High School team. Adam had always been about sports from his days in Strickfield Junior High all the way to now. He even had scouts come and see him, some offering him full rides through colleges and universities. However, he would have to keep his grades up and be able to graduate. Mathematics was never his strongest subject, which was why he needed a tutor. Around football season, Adam saw a flyer on the school bulletin board that Jarren Hatley had put up about tutoring. He texted her number, got a response, and she had been tutoring him in math since their first session. Adam hadn’t planned on taking a real liking to this geek, but his overall grades were greatly improving because of her – not just math. He was so grateful to her one day that he kissed her, just intending for it to be a peck on the lips. But it ended up becoming much more. Now Adam and Jarren were an item, the talk of Strickfield High. 
The one thing that Adam couldn’t believe about Jarren was how much caffeine she drank. Now, she was pouring her freshly made coffee into a thermal cup to drink at school. She had just finished everything when she smiled at Adam. “Okay, done!”
Adam accepted the breakfast sandwich from her, along with a kiss. The two of them were about to leave when they heard a strange noise. They both looked to see the coffeemaker making louder noises. Then it gave off a sudden surge; they saw a brief, giant spark of electricity. Shortly after, the coffeemaker was smoking. 
“Shit . . .” Jarren muttered. “And I just bought it last week.”
“Take it back,” Adam suggested. “You still have the receipt?”
Jarren gave him a look of finality before shaking her head. “Best Buy’s going to think I abused it.” She sighed. “I’ll just have to buy another one, but I’m not going to have time today.”
“That’s right, you’ve got those meetings tonight,” Adam recalled. 
Jarren sighed. “Student council after school. Key Club right after. Followed by your football banquet.”
Adam smiled and eased Jarren into his arms to give her a gentle hug. “Don’t worry, I’ll find you a new coffee pot.”
Jarren looked into his eyes. “You’re not going to have time. We could make it out to...