Last March, the Kansas City Fire Department answered a two alarm fire near the University. After a wild party, Rodrick fell asleep with a drink in his hand, smoking. The accelerant was tequila. The one good thing that came out of the fire was an insulated, fireproof safe.
When Sara, Rod’s “on again – off again” girlfriend, found the key and opened the safe, there was a life insurance policy on top. She opened it up and read – “Shit,” she said, “He didn’t have to do that – I don’t need money – I need him!”
“Well,” the detective said “That’s motive!”