More Bitter Than Death
“I asked Church. We were walking across the lobby now, and though he was perhaps an inch shorter than I, close to five-eight, he matched my stride. “Have you found out anything new? Officer Walton said he’d give me a call—”
“Did he?” This was with humor. “Actually we’ve got a few questions for you, if you don’t mind.”
“No, of course not, but I’m pretty sure that I told you everything that I saw when I was out on the stairs—”
He stopped. “Why were you out on the stairs?”
“I told you. I was lookin...g for Dr. Tomberg.”
“Actually, I meant last night.”
“Like I told Officer Walton. I was taking a walk. I needed some air.”
He flipped through a notebook. “So you did. And earlier today? You seemed interested in what was going on. You seemed really curious about the deceased.”
“Well, yeah.” Then it occurred to me that my interest might not be as self-explanatory as it seemed to me. The tone of his voice was deceptively neutral. “You’re right. I was curious.MoreLess
“Did he?” This was with humor. “Actually we’ve got a few questions for you, if you don’t mind.”
“No, of course not, but I’m pretty sure that I told you everything that I saw when I was out on the stairs—”
He stopped. “Why were you out on the stairs?”
“I told you. I was lookin...g for Dr. Tomberg.”
“Actually, I meant last night.”
“Like I told Officer Walton. I was taking a walk. I needed some air.”
He flipped through a notebook. “So you did. And earlier today? You seemed interested in what was going on. You seemed really curious about the deceased.”
“Well, yeah.” Then it occurred to me that my interest might not be as self-explanatory as it seemed to me. The tone of his voice was deceptively neutral. “You’re right. I was curious.MoreLess
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