Witchy Woman

A woman who looked like she just stepped out of a vampire movie appeared in Jack English's office. She had pale skin, high, teased, black hair and she wore a black, form fitting dress cut to show her considerable cleavage. Her lipstick was ruby red and she had a scar on her cheek concealed by makeup.
“Have a seat,” he pointed to a chair.
“I need a lawyer,” she said. She was throwing off some kind of sexual heat. “My husband just died, and my stepchildren are going to make trouble. We have only been married three months, and he was worth $200 million.” She spread Tarot cards on English’s desk as she spoke.
“How did he die?” English asked.
She tapped a card, “Mysteriously.”