My top broker Star Nine asks me to stop by her home to discuss something important. Star seems uptight - somber and serious. I ask a few questions and Star hesitates so I tell her to just spit it out. She tells me it is the two dreaded words - insider trading! She accuses me of shifty unethical business transactions. I deny it all and ask haught Star to get me a glass of water. I prepare a nice big shot of insulin for her and let her ramble on about something being off with the numbers in the books. I jab her quickly with the insulin and she slumps and drowsy in my lap. Poor Star's head bobs a... Show more