Bell, Book, and Scandal

back his eyelids to see if his pupils were both the same. His breathing was regular. He didn’t appear to even be bleeding anywhere.“
    “So why didn’t you call the police and report it?“ Jane asked.
    “I didn’t have my cell phone with me and as I headed in the back door of the hotel to find a phone, a couple came out with their luggage. I stood there for a few seconds while they discovered him. The man immediately pulled out his cell phone and called 911. Call me a coward. I was. I was terrified. But I knew the call had been made and I didn’t need to stick around.“
    As he said this, the phone in the suite rang. He picked it up automatically and all of them could hear Sophie yelling at him to move his slow ass and the luggage down right now or they’d miss their plane.
    He hung up without a word and looked at Jane. “So?“ he asked.
    “Take down the luggage,“ Jane said. She even opened the door for him and said while he struggled with it, “I hope that you, Sophie, Vernetta, and the stupid owner of the publishing company all receive exactly what you deserve.“ Then Jane put her hand on his arm and said, “Only one more question. Was it you or Vernetta who poisoned the candy?“
    “Me. And it wasn’t poison. It was a liquid laxative. I’m a diabetic and I have to give myself shots every day. It was easy. And Sophie enjoyed having a delicate digestive system and talking about it in her usual vulgar way all the time. I didn’t expect such a small amount to do any real harm. Just keep her in the bathroom until the conference was over. I had no idea she’d eat them all at one time.“
    “Have you realized yet that you could have killed both Sophie and Zac and be in jail now for a double murder?“
    His face paled, and he said in a shaking voice,
    “I’ve thought of nothing else. I’m horrified by what I nearly did.“
    Jane removed her hand from his arm. He looked at her and asked, “Are you going to tell anyone else about this?“
    “We’ll decide that later,“ Jane said.
    She closed the door on him and sat back down on Sophie’s sofa, exhausted by the confrontation. She finally said, “I did well, didn’t I?“
    “You certainly did. I’m so proud of you. I believed him. Did you?“
    “Of course. He’s as dull as Zac, and a timid, browbeaten man. He was telling the truth and loving himself for getting it off his chest.“
    “Are you absolutely certain of this?“ Shelley asked.
    “I don’t care. It’s really and truly, cross my heart and hope to die, over as far as I care.“
    “Then let’s go home,“ Shelley said, opening the door. They walked down the hall to remove the last few of their belongings remaining in the suite and to leave a good tip for the maid. Shelley said, “Make me one promise.“
    “What is it?“ Jane said, looking around one more time for anything she might have left behind.
    “Promise you’ll let me read what your publishing magazine says in the next issue.“
    “Just think, Shelley. Probably no one else will ever know what you and I know about this.“