The Burned Out Old Broads at Table 12: Murder at Meadow Lakes Perculator Rasmussen lay face-down, spread-eagled on the dining room floor of Meadow Lakes Retirement Community. The back of his head was smashed in, his throat was cut, a nylon cord was around his neck. There was a bullet hole in his jacket and a knife in his back. "Are we sure he's dead?" Mary Rose McGill asked. "If he isn't," Wiley Vondra said. "He'd better have damn good insurance."