A gorgeous woman visited a world-renowned psychic. In a dark and unnaturally cold room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered some grave news:
“There’s no easy way to say this, my dear so I’ll just tell you what I see: your husband is a powerful man, but prepare yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death later this year.”
Visibly shaken, the customer stared at the woman’s wrinkled, wise-looking face, then at the flickering candle on the table, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself.
“I simply have to know one thing,” she finally says. The fortune teller met her gaze. The woman steadied her voice, and finally got the words out: “Will I be acquitted?”