“Shock, the doctors say.”
“What—er—about the—er—shot?”
The manager looked startled. “Well, Bronson says that just as he opened the door he saw a bullet cross the room and strike the wall above the body.”
“You can’t see a bullet in flight.”
“He saw this one,” insisted the manager. “As soon as it struck it exploded. Three other people heard it.”
“What did Bronson do?”
“Lost his head and ran out. He hadn’t got halfway to the elevator when he fell, in a sort of fainting fit. He came to long enough to tell his story. Then he got terribly nauseated and went off again.”
“He’s sure the man had fallen before the explosion?”
“Absolutely.”
“And he got no answer to his knocking?”