Smoke in the Air
9
He sighs, "Of course, I'll never understand the need to protect reputation. I can at least keep them here with people to watch over them."
"That will have to do until the Cheston police arrive, then they can decide how to handle them."
The conductor nods and leaves while I move back to the table where Madam Losster lay. She sits down in the seat for the dealer. Her eyes glitter and she smiles at me, "So what do you think?"
"Don't you already know?"
She shakes her head, "I can't see into your thoughts."
I rub my face, "Fine, all of the suspects are suspicious, and they all have a reason to kill her. They're too calm when I walked in but were nervous when I asked questions. They act like they are telling me everything, but I don't think they are. At the moment, I can only clear the staff member that was at the bar."
She smiles and hides it with a lace fan that seems to have replaced the notebook, "Are you willing to make a deal with me?"
I look at her warily, "Are you going to ask for my soul in return?"
She snaps the fan shut, "What need would I have for your soul?"
"Aren't you Death?"
She rolls her eyes, "The living come to me, not the other way around. And if I killed you, how could you entertain me?"
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