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The glint of a gun barrel caught his eye – it was the second to last thing wealthy Los Angeles businessman Griffin Gambil would ever see. There is a loud, percussive pop, a spume of red, and the final seconds of his life are spent watching his own blood spilling onto his Gucci loafers before collapsing in the driveway of his mistress’ house – the ink on his Last Will and Testament still wet. Read More...