There are only a few clues at the house in the valley.
The furniture, marginally stylish when new, shows the wear of a decade and the impact of two lively kids. A Kiss album has been left abandoned on a sofa that Elton John wouldn't allow in the servants' quarters. A silver-blue Mercedes-Benz is parked in the concrete driveway, but automotive ostentation is endemic to Los Angeles, even to such a comparatively modest suburb as Woodland Hills.
The license plate gives a little away: NUM 1. This...
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