you to find out.”

“No,” said Judith.

“Okay?”

“Yes.”

After Judith hung up the phone, she gazed at Renie.

“We are in danger.”

“Yes,” said Renie, and took a big bite out of another

biscuit. “Ith thapend befwo.”

Judith nodded. She knew it had happened before,

but the thought didn’t make her feel any better.

NINE

“WHAT ELSE AM I supposed to do while I’m lying

here like a big lump?” Judith demanded. “At least I

can speculate.”

“Which, being in a helpless condition, you figure

is a harmless pastime,” Renie replied, finally finishing her meal and starting to clean up the mess.

“Meanwhile, I get to drag my battered body around

doing all the grunt work.”

Judith glared at Renie. “I thought you were encouraging me. What would you expect me to do

with people dropping like flies and the police not investigating? Don’t you find this whole situation

highly suspicious?”

“I do,” Renie admitted, shoving boxes and napkins and garbage into her now-overflowing wastebasket. As ever, Judith envied her cousin’s

metabolism, though sometimes she wondered—

perhaps with a touch of malice—if Renie didn’t

have a tapeworm. “You know,” Renie said with a

scowl, “we’re not in very good shape to defend

ourselves.”

“If somebody wanted us out of the way,” Judith

persisted, “we’d have been dead by now. We’re past

the deadline for early dismissal from Good Cheer.

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Besides, what have we done except show a normal

amount of curiosity?”

Renie gave a shake of her head. “Curiosity killed the

you-know-what, and I don’t mean Sweetums, who appears to be an indestructible force of nature.”

“Do we look dangerous?” Judith shot back. “Here

we are, a couple of middle-aged matrons swathed in

bandages and looking like the you-know-what dragged

us in the you-know-whose small door.”

Renie climbed into bed. “There’s no dissuading you,

right?” She gave Judith a look of surrender.

“Let’s think this through,” Judith said, reaching for

her purse and taking out a small notebook and pen.

“Joaquin Somosa, Joan Fremont, Bob Randall. Except

for being well-known, the only connection is that they

all died in this hospital after routine surgery.” She

paused to finish writing down the trio of names. “All

three died in less than a month.”

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