The death of the MSM mogul: the Fortune Teller
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At 10 pm, the detective headed for the last fair stalls with difficulty, because many people were still there, some out of curiosity and others for their own fun. The mayor had not wanted the attractions to stop, despite the murder of the communications magnate in another part of that summer town. At the end of the fair, however, was the booth of the soothsayer, Madame Jules, who, before all those present, had predicted the mournful outcome the night before. She had predicted that death while she was in a trance, something that, as the detective recently promoted to inspector knew well, could easily be faked. That’s why the detective needed to talk to her and, if possible, observe her inside the ramshackle caravan in which she usually read the good fortune: he was curious because her predictions with the crystal ball or with the cards were almost never right and provoked more hilarity than anything else. But the moment the trance begun, she was 100% accurate in her predictions.