If it seemed as though people were cold to the fact that Boyd had been assassinated by some unknown punk, it was because Boyd had been steadily hacking his way through the accounts of a lot of residents of Sunset Valley. In fact, some of the people in the wake of the news had been checking their accounts and found hundreds of simoleons missing, although in chunks of §5-15 simoleons at a time, to allay suspicions and all of it pointed back to Boyd and the sleuth who traced the accounts back to the hacking source was Blair Wainright-Steele and she disowned her late father as soon as she found out just how much of a thief Boyd was. The general concensus was "good riddance to bad rubbish" - it was no surprise to residents of Sunset Valley that Boyd had been killed to send a message to any one who had any bright ideas of hacking their organization and it was a certainty that who had done it was a part of a shady organization. Susan hadn't really realized just how close to death she had come. If she had been there, she would have been targeted too. And it was her good fortune that she had gotten out when she had.
Susan considered herself lucky that she had decided to divorce Boyd and as she looked at the new ring on her finger. She'd had a close escape. Boyd had always had a sense of entitlement and he'd had this view that it was the entire world against him and eventually it had come back to bite him, when he'd had thought himself above the law. His hacking had finally borne its toxic fruit and he'd paid the ultimate price.
Susan was with a new family now and she intended to make the most of her new lease on life. She had a new step-son who was married, she had a good friend in Fiona and a new love in her life and she felt happy for the first time in a long while.
Haruo did do a lot of picking up rocks because it seemed every day that there was a new Luminorious Gem or Tiberium popping up out of the ground. They had hit the jackpot in terms of house locations and it certainly seemed as though they had landed right on a fortune. It had been said that the Altos had certainly had their eyes on this property, but the wealth of the Chikamoris now with their tiberium motherlode had been dissuading them from trying any underhanded techniques of trying to shift ownership of the property by unsavory means. With wealth came power and with power...well, one wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of the Chikamoris, being the wealthiest family in Sunset Valley came with perks, such as untouchability. With wealth and money, came the ability to squelch any attempts to do them harm, and if it was blatant, squelching came with due prejudice.
Meanwhile, the fellow who had ended Boyd's hacking reign went about his business with absolutely no remorse whatsoever. It was just another job to him, one that had been completed with success and he had gotten paid for it. Plus it also helped that once Boyd's crime spree had been brought to light, nobody was in a rush to apprehend the killer.
Since the hot-tub was fixed, Molly went right back to enjoying herself in the hot-tub and considering she liked to crank her tunes, it was lucky that she hadn't knocked the stereo into the tub which would have been a rather shocking experience.
River, of course, painted...but often was interrupted by her husband...
...which more often than not, ended up with both of them in the shower...
Their shower-exertions left them winded and exhausted which made for a comfortable night's sleep. :D
And thus, life went on...in Sunset Valley.
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