In a dark and gloomy room, gazing at the tarot cards laid out before her, the tarot reader delivered the bad news:
"There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just be blunt. Prepare yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year".
Visibly shaken, Suzi stared at the woman's lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself.
She simply had to know.
Suzi met the tarot reader's gaze, steadied her voice, and asked: "Will I get away with it"?