Marley was dead, of that we can be certain. The poor man had died tragically at his desk going over the security auditing logs trying to ascertain if the laptop that had been stolen from their young clerk had been secure or not. To think that the fiendish devil who had procured it could now be drooling over the contents of their money changing shop! Defiling the social security numbers and credit card numbers of clients! Glancing upon confidential documents meant only for the eyes of he and his partners! THE MAN HAD EVEN KEPT A PASSWORD FILE CONTAINING ALL OF THE ADMINISTRATOR PASSWORDS TO THEIR SYSTEMS! The strain of thought had been too much to bear for what was left of his old heart. To that end, Marley was dead as a doornail.