Just the Facts Volume 2 by Shawn Lane Gordon Phillips Katharine O'Neill

Author:Shawn Lane, Gordon Phillips, Katharine O'Neill [O'Neill, Shawn Lane Gordon Phillips Katharine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6: Oxygen

The shower was languid and romantic. It might have been more than that, but I had to admit that Horst vertical, naked and next to me was not just enthralling, it was a bit intimidating, and not in the way that got me going. That didn’t bother me. I was still getting to know him. Besides, the sense of connection I already felt, the sense of discovery, and of hope for something long-term with this wonderful person—they were plenty to keep my heart and soul happy.

It was mid-afternoon now, and Horst suggested a late lunch of sorts. He also refused to let me assist.

“I work better alone,” he assured me. I got another coffee instead, and waited in the living room.

Whenever I’m idle—or at least most of the time when I am—I start to ruminate. This time I had lots to think about. The tape of Horst’s last hypnotic session wasn’t something I wanted people to hear particularly—since it would be pretty obvious what we were up to.

On the other hand, I did feel secure about the information the session had provided. Horst had not murdered Quentin. Had not killed him at all, at least not on purpose. But what exactly had happened—by which I mean what had killed Quentin—I still wasn’t sure.

There was something—

A moment later I was on my feet. Going to the entrance to the kitchen, I said to Horst that I had an errand to run. Before he could say anything, I was off, out of the apartment and down the stairs. At the moment I had no patience for elevators.

I burst into the manager’s office on the ground floor, causing the assistant to give a startled cry. I apologized, and asked to see the manager. The assistant picked up the phone and spoke into it.

The manager, thankfully, agreed to see me right away. A suspicious death in her building was not good public relations, and once I had shown her my credentials, she was eager to help me clear things up. This being settled, I put my request to her. Fortunately, what I wanted was on the computer, and she had the assistant print out a hard-copy. I looked at this and suddenly felt the world shift slightly under my feet. I thanked them both, and went out to the elevators in the lobby. I felt like I was walking on air.

I entered the condo—I had left the door unlocked—and took my prize discovery, rolled up, into the kitchen. Horst was just setting the table. He turned but before he could speak, I waved the document at him. He opened his mouth and closed it again. I noticed that everything was ready, and feeling that my current excited state could be sustained through the meal, nodded, put the paper on the counter, and sat down at the kitchen table.

At first, Horst was curious about what I had found, but he didn’t say anything, and I was slightly distracted by the really excellent food. It was a Thai curry chicken dish, with aromatic rice and steamed broccoli.

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