Officially dead

Linda leant back in her chair and said calmly, ´Colin, do you want to earn £ 10 000 for one evening´s easy work?´ He laughed. ´I don´t buy lottery tickets,´he said.´I´m serious, Colin,´ Linda said. ´And I´m not talking about buying lottery tickets. I´m talking about £ 10 000 in cash. It´s yours, if you want it.'´What´s going on?´ he said nervously. ´What do you want from me?´´My husband is going to need an alibi,´ she said. ´You can provide one for him. It´s as simple as that.´