Outwitting Trolls

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Author: William G. Tapply
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    â€œWe’ll tell him to test for it,” Horowitz said.
    â€œYou think Ken was selling this stuff?” I asked.
    He shrugged. “Why else bring a big bag of it with him from Baltimore? One bottle would be enough to take care of his personal needs and that of a few friends for a weekend.”
    â€œSo are you saying this ketamine is your motive for murder?” I asked.
    â€œI’m saying no such thing,” said Horowitz. “We already got a perfectly fine suspect with many good motives.”
    â€œYou don’t really think Sharon did this,” I said.
    â€œSure I do,” he said. “She’s the spouse.”
    â€œNo, you don’t.” I snapped my fingers. “Shit. I meant to tell you. After I called you, when Sharon and I were waiting in the corridor for the troops to get here, this guy came around the corner, took one look at us standing there, and turned and started running. I went after him, but I couldn’t catch him.”
    â€œYou being old and out of shape.”
    I nodded. “I thought the guy was acting guilty, turning and running like that.”
    â€œNow you tell me.”
    â€œSorry,” I said. “It slipped my mind.”
    â€œYeah,” Horowitz said. “In all the excitement.”
    â€œI said I was sorry.”
    â€œOne of your animal doctor’s customers, maybe,” said Horowitz, “looking to buy himself some Special K. That what you think?”
    I shrugged. “Could be, huh?”
    â€œCould you ID this guy?”
    I shook my head. “He was wearing a black sweatshirt with the hood over his head. His face was in shadow. I didn’t get much of a look at it. I had the impression he was white, male, and young. Late teens, early twenties. A smallish guy, kind of skinny, five-eight or -nine, maybe one forty. Like I said, I didn’t really get a look at his face. I could pick his sweatshirt out of a lineup, maybe, but not him. He could run fast, I can testify to that. Wearing baggy blue jeans and white sneakers.”
    â€œHe ran fast,” Horowitz said, “and you ran slow.”
    â€œI’ve lost a step in the past few years.”
    â€œI wish you’d mentioned this earlier.”
    â€œI said I was sorry,” I said.
    Horowitz went over and spoke to Marcia Benetti, who was conferring with the ME beside Ken’s body. When he finished, she nodded, said something to the medical examiner, and left the room.
    Horowitz came back. “We’ll get some people looking,” he said, “but I’m not holding my breath. I’d be shocked if your friend in the hoodie isn’t long gone by now. Too bad.” He jerked his head toward the door. “You got anything else I should know?”
    â€œI told you I had a drink with Ken last night,” I said. “While I was there, he had an encounter with a guy.”
    â€œWhat kind of encounter?”
    â€œI didn’t hear what they were saying,” I said. “I thought at the time that they must’ve been friends, but reading their body language, there might’ve been some anger going on between them. This other guy pointed his finger at Ken like his hand was a gun.”
    â€œCould you identify this guy?”
    I nodded. “Sure. I got a good look at him. He was fiftyish, dark, neatly trimmed beard with some gray in it, big forehead, balding on top. Wearing a suit and tie. I assume he was another vet.”
    â€œYou didn’t get a name, did you?”
    I thought for a minute, then said, “Clem. Ken called him Clem.”
    â€œClem what?”
    â€œI don’t know.”
    â€œFirst name? Last name?”
    I shrugged.
    â€œWe can check the registration,” he said, “see if there’s a vet named Clem in attendance. Mr. Nichols didn’t say what they were angry about, huh?”
    â€œI didn’t ask, he didn’t say. I’m not sure it was anger. He did
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