But I see my shrink now every week, but I usually see me every two weeks.

I am clean and sober, like, but I don't want to relapse.

Okay, wait you taste that, Kevin.

Delicious.

Carrie Winter and I are in line at a hot table restaurant, shortly after police announced

his cousin Barry and wife Honey were victims of a targeted double murder.

Carrie encourages me to try the lasagna

in a steaming tray, and he's right, it's excellent. He's the first of the extended Sherman family

who has agreed to talk. I want him to tell me about Barry the person, his connections to family,

and the role his immense wealth played in those relationships.

Kerry says he'll do his best, but he wants to make it clear he still thinks it's murder

suicide, and Sherman lawyer Brian Greenspan is part of the cover-up.

But this family's worth billion, and Barry actually snapped and killed Nutty, but tried to stage it like a suicide.

Because of their billions, and they have the access and the money to hire a guy that Greenspan,

they shouldn't have the right to rewrite history.

If Barry snapped and killed her, it's done, it's finished.

I'd picked an out-of-the-way table, but two guys sit down nearby and one does a double take,

recognizing Carrie from a television interview where he revealed he'd long fantasized about cutting Barry's head off

and rolling it down the Apotech sidewalk. The guy gives Carrie a thumbs up.

Over lunch, Carrie starts telling me about the good

days he had with his cousin Barry before their relationship went off the rails. I mean, there was

15 years. That man didn't just give me lots of money and bank for all my custom home business.

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