Wicked Weeds by Pedro Cabiya

Author:Pedro Cabiya
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942134121
Publisher: Mandel Vilar Press
Published: 2016-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

BRAINLESS II

Cont. transcription of the interrogation of Doctor Isadore X. Bellamy Pierre-Louis, conducted by Detectives Jaime Almánzar Soto and Reynolds Rivera Sagardí.

JAS: Did he ever lose his temper? Did he become impatient with anyone, with one of you?

IB: Never. Not even when that idiot harassed him in the parking lot.

JAS: Tell us what happened.

IB: It was raining. We had finished our workday and we were on our way out, but the car had a flat tire. His insurance provided roadside service; we just needed to make the necessary calls. I live near the company building, so I suggested that we go to my apartment and wait there instead of standing in the rain. Neither did we want to go back inside the building and have to open all of those doors again, sign in after we’d already signed out, and so on. It was an awful day out. We stayed at my house and talked for close to an hour, maybe. We went back. The tire was repaired. But then the night guard came over and started speaking to him very discourteously.

RRS: What did he say to him?

IB: I was already back in my car, but I could hear what they were saying. With no provocation whatsoever, the guard started to bombard him with rude remarks. He made fun of him and even suggested that he’d sexually accosted me, or that we’d been together in that way.

RRS: And that wasn’t true. . . .

IB: Let’s suppose that it were true. How would that change matters?

JAS: What else happened?

IB: The guard, with spine-chilling impudence, insinuated that he himself had punctured the tire.

JAS: But, why?

IB: I don’t know. There was no reason.

RRS: An act such as that reeks of hatred. It looks like revenge.

IB: I agree, but, believe me, it was unprovoked.

RRS: That’s hard to believe.

IB: What do you want from me?

JAS: How did the Doctor respond? What did he do, what did he say?

IB: We are talking about a peaceful, calm, confrontation-averse human being. He expressed surprise at the night guard’s attitude, embarrassment, I’d call it. I would have slapped him; he didn’t even admonish him. Later I learned that he reported him to Human Resources and that he was promptly fired.

RRS: That could be the motive.

IB: Really? How perceptive! Your powers of insight are staggering. When did you arrive at that conclusion? Could it have been after the murderer himself admitted to it?

JAS: Calm down, please.

IB: Such incompetence!

JAS: How about if we just concentrate on what happened that night? Tell us, please, how everything happened.

[sobs]

IB: Several weeks ago . . . [sobs] Several weeks ago, we convinced him to go out with us. . . .

JAS: Who?

IB: The girls. Patricia Julia, Mathilde, and I. To have dinner, to go dancing. We had a great time. He was always too focused on work, stressed out. We thought he looked more and more haggard. We wanted to distract him. We had such a good time that we decided to do it every Friday night from then on.

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