Iemand brengt een boodschap over

 Someone close to me had died. I was there when he was assisted by a nurse in a white unirform, a doctor, a baillif, one other, female friend and his dog into a coma-like state, whereafter the before-metioned nurse administered the so-called final shot. It was all rather formak and I can recall little of the conversation I remember having with the female friend right after the baillif declared my friend officially deceased, as if life was some sort of race and he succesfully crossed the finish line.  - I do remember this though - not in the least because the woman insisted I did. So I did. She herself was a rather unnoticable sort of person, of whom I had wondered how my friend, who had been a grand and colourful charachter, had known her. Enoug at least to be present during his final hours. She told me to tell you the following: "Life is too short. I inherited a large sum of money from Guy (my friend, employer and soul mate). I am now moving to Tulum, where I will be starting an organic turtle farm. Good luck with the off-shore embezlemment bussiness, Love, President Sandra Higgins. 

PS: Don't shoot the messenger