“Okay. What?”
“That capsule. Anybody take the stuff?”
“Probably.” The G-man was wide awake, then. “Person that did is dead, if so.”
Higgins evaded the implied question. “What was it?”
“Aconitine. Enough to kill a few horses.”
“How would the person die?”
“Like heart failure,” Ed said. “And you couldn’t find the stuff by autopsy. It combines chemically with substances in the body and disappears.”
“I see. Thanks.” Higgins was about to hang up.
“One other thing, Hig. I don’t think that dose was made in U.S.A.”
“No? Why?”