“I met her two or three times. No more.”
“Did she strike you as having a bad heart?”
“No; but that doesn’t mean anything. Lots of people have bad hearts. It doesn’t always show.”
“But they don’t play tennis two days before they die as Janet did.”
I could see he was beginning to get worried.
“What are you hinting at?”
“Nothing. I’m just stating a fact. I’m not sold on the idea she died of heart failure.”
While he stared at me the silence in the room was heavy enough to sink a battleship.
“You’re not suggesting…” he began and broke off.
“Not yet,” I said. “But it’s something we should keep in mind.”