'Best Served Cold' Addendum
An investigation was under way; however, it did not involve the police at this stage. Although the insurance companies had paid out, they were not entirely happy. Something was not quite right and discreet enquiries were about to take place by a government department.
David’s affair was soon uncovered, but it was established that all was normal at his place of work. It didn’t take long for the connection between Trudy and Sally to be found, not that any attempt had been made to cover anything up. Trudy’s work history was soon uncovered (these guys had access to all agency records): they quickly found out about Trudy’s connection with the hospice, Walter's friendship with Trudy, and his death from a heart attack. So what did they have? Three deaths from cardiac arrest; two involving large financial settlements; and Doctor Trudy Manson seemed to be somehow involved with all three.
It was now time to step up the investigation a gear. An in-depth search of Trudy’s time with forensics uncovered nothing but the highest praise. Not a foot had been put out of place during her time there. The investigation now focused on Melvin and David. Melvin as we know was in his office with his secretary when he became ill. He had been acting quite normally and had drunk a coffee before showing any signs of illness. Sally, of course, was at home: David had died on the rugby field, and Trudy was miles away with medical colleagues. Again, cause of death--- ‘Cardiac Arrest’.
The investigation now focused on the pharmaceutical company where Trudy first worked; she was remembered as one of the high flyers, spending a very successful and productive time there. The questioning got 'round to the drugs that Trudy had been involved in developing, and after a short time the big question came up. They wanted to know if Trudy was involved with any drug which could cause heart failure a short time after being taken but not leave any trace in the body of the victim. The two top guys at the centre exchanged glances, and paused before answering. It seemed that such a reaction had been discovered while carrying out animal experiments. No tests were ever carried out on humans for obvious reasons. Dr Manson, they were told, was the head scientist in this development which had a very successful outcome.
Further experiments were carried out with only slight variations to the cocktail of drugs, and eventually a drug was developed that now plays a significant role in the treatment of heartbeat irregularities. It was explained that only a small variation in the drug composition made the difference between a life-taker and a life-saver. The investigators were assured that in such cases, which do occur quite frequently with all drug development companies, all references to the offending drugs are erased and any compounds safely destroyed. When asked if Dr Manson could still have the formula, they received a negative answer, but when pushed they admitted that Dr Mason had a photographic memory.
Trudy had just seen her last patient when her secretary informed her that two gentlemen wanted to see her on an urgent matter. The two men were shown in to the surgery. After introducing themselves and showing their credentials came the opening gambit.
“I don’t think you are entirely surprised to see us, Dr Manson?”
“Well, if you will be kind enough to state your business perhaps I will answer that question.”
“We know all about your work at the pharmaceutical company, and particularly the heart rhythm drug you were working on. We know about Melvin, and that you had many problems with his infidelity in the years before his death. We know also that Sally, although outwardly appearing to have a happy family life, only stayed with her husband David because of the children--she had a very unhappy time apparently. Both men had heart attacks about two hours after leaving home. You were a friend of Susan’s and knew of some of her marital problems, are we correct so far?”
“Yes, pretty much so--you certainly seem to have been digging. So are you accusing me of being complicit in the two deaths?”
There was no answer to her question.
“You realize, gentlemen, that you will have to proceed very carefully now. I have two questions to start with: first, have you got any proof of my involvement? Second, why are the police not involved? ”
Investigator number two now took over.
“I think you know the answer to both those questions, Dr Manson. The police cannot be involved in this case, for very obvious reasons even if we could prove murder. Also, you know quite well we have no proof whatsoever of you or Susan being involved in these two or possibly three deaths. All we are interested in is getting the formula.”
“Gentlemen, please do not take me for a fool. If I have such a formula, do you honestly think I would turn it over to you? If you had said, ‘We must destroy the formula,’ then I would have been more sympathetic. You are not so smart. What would you and your department do with the formula? I will now tell you the situation: if anything happens to me that will affect my mental state, or if I have a fatal accident or disappear, there will be more sudden unexplained deaths that you can imagine. I have been very careful with these arrangements and they are foolproof. I will not be spied on. There will be no tapping my phone, no checking mobile phone calls or text messages, no checking my Internet searches or online activities. Please be very careful now. Just imagine how many people you two would be quite happy to see the end of; now imagine fifty people with that ability--and remember that no deaths will be traceable. Imagine a hundred, two hundred, or more. The mind boggles, doesn’t it?
“The scenario is just impossible to comprehend. That is why I will not release the formula. It will be quite safe with me. I have no intention of ever using it again, and because I was mostly responsible for the development of this drug, I feel a major responsibility to keep it under control. I have to say the consequences of releasing the formula to you and your department fills me with horror--I am sure you know what I mean. Believe me, if I could just hand the formula over to my old pharmaceutical company for them to destroy, I would do it immediately. I have, however, a photographic memory; the formula is not complicated (to me anyway), and I will never forget it. That is why other very carefully selected people will get access to the formula if anything remotely suspicious happens to me. Well, gentlemen, what say you to that? I will leave you for a minute now.”
Trudy went into the surgery kitchen and put the kettle on. She had dismissed the surgery staff earlier so had to make the coffee herself. She placed three pieces of cake on a plate and took the coffee and cake back into the surgery.
“Please help yourselves to coffee and cake, gentlemen.” Trudy picked a cup and selected a piece of cake. The two men both declined her offer.
Trudy smiled. “Okay, which piece of cake shall I eat?” Trudy selected another piece of cake and another cup. “You really are very paranoid gentlemen, are you not? You are both frightened, yet have no reason at all to be: I didn’t even know you were coming here today. Just imagine how you would feel if you went against my wishes--you would never be able to relax again. I think that I have no more to say.”
Trudy showed the men from the department to the door and bade them goodbye. She didn’t expect to see them again. Dr Trudy Manson knew that she had a tremendous responsibility on her shoulders. She only wanted to get on with her life now and be left alone, however, she had a feeling that it wasn’t going to be so easy. Trudy had no option but to put her confidants on high alert and pray that they would not be called into action. However, one thing still caused her a problem: if anything untoward happened to her, and her appointed colleagues had to initiate her plan, how would they do it? It was fairly easy to apply a small cocktail to food or maybe drink of someone in the household, but how would you apply it to someone you had no direct contact with? Trudy felt sure, though, that her friends were up to meeting that challenge, and that their ‘modus operandi’ would be both efficient and satisfying.
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