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        was a shocker. Could he have been carrying on with both of them?
        With three other men as potential competitors? It boggled the mind.
            I stood up and rolled the pen back across the table.
            “Thanks.  As  I  was  saying,  Batrakian  provided  me  with  the  last
        thing  I  needed  to  know.  Discounting  the  possibility  of  suicide—
        nobody would describe the victim as suicidal—I was left with finding
        a murderer. The means were at hand, known to at least two of the
        team. Motives abounded, as you no doubt discovered in the heated
        discussions in this room over the course of the afternoon. But unless
        Batrakian  or  Wahl  committed  the  crime,  I  had  to  explain  the
        fingerprints. A logical alternative was that the culprit had wiped his or
        her own prints off the bottle and had left it to be handled by others,
        perhaps someone the murderer wanted to frame.”
            “Interesting. You do have to explore all these avenues, no matter
        how remote.” I looked at my cup. Still a bit hot to drink. Liquor was
        never too hot to drink.
            “Yes. The problem with that theory is that Waldo Wahl took the
        BugOff out of his supply box and secreted it in the tool shed at the
        beginning of the trials. If he is to be believed, he never touched it
        again. Batrakian, who it seems would inevitably discover the bottle,
        handled it after Wahl; his prints are on top. Thus, to follow this line
        of reasoning, whoever wiped the bottle did so before the dome was
        sealed. It may be that Dr. Reath’s fate was also sealed at the same
        time.”
            She picked up the cup, blew on it to cool it, but didn’t drink. “That
        meant the killer poisoned the Ovaltine more than twelve months ago.
        The fact that the insecticide was locked in the dome with them was
        not accidental, however. It was part of an attempt to throw the police
        off  the  trail.  But  if  Waldo  Wahl  were  an  innocent  party,  then  the
        killer must have known he was going to smuggle a bottle of BugOff
        into the dome, and used it to poison Dr. Reath’s Ovaltine in advance.
        This could have been done by anyone with access to the supplies in
        the days preceding the start of the experiment. It had to be someone
        familiar with the habits of the personnel as well  as the  procedures
        which would be followed inside the Ecodome and Anthropod.”
            “You mean like Ben?”
            “He did have a lot of explaining to do. His actions were suspicious
        after the crime, and the financial implications of it took some time to

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