 Ah, here's your $500. Whoever stole that will expected me to die. They were disappointed the last time, Mr. Rogue, and now I don't know what they'll do next. All right, all right. Now, your nephew lives in San Francisco, doesn't he? Yes. Now, how did you know that? Well, I'm an investigator. I try to keep informed on everything. Was your nephew in town at the time the will disappeared? He was. He was by my bedside waiting for me to die and arguing with me. I beg your pardon, Mr. Rogue.