SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY WITH A SMIDGEN OF HOMICIDE "She talks so much, she should have two sets of teeth." I haven't seen Stanley Shelton since the flamingo keychain with the campervan key dangled from his fingertips as he ripped the Maserati keys out of my grip after my ex-now-dead husband left me broke and penniless, until now. Stanley claims the Diamond Swamp Mob is after him and he needs my help. Something about my past, but I didn't take him too...