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Slow Burn

            I wrote as fast as I could, happy not to have to get any closer to
        the mess on the floor.
            “The single window in the room is locked tightly, and the kitchen
        door, when closed, appears to create an effective seal. The stove vent
        fan  is  not  turned  on.  All  these  conditions  point  to  the  following
        scenario:  deceased  entered  this  room  unaware  that  he  was  in  any
        danger. He began drinking,  or had already been drinking,  when he
        started  cooking  his  Sunday  dinner.  We  can  verify  that  he  had  a
        history of alcohol consumption. At some point, in a drunken stupor,
        the victim set himself on fire, most likely by spilling alcohol on his
        shirt,  then  falling  against  the  stove  burner  as  he  was  passing  out.
        Thus the overturned saucepan.”
            It  was  hard  to  keep  up  with  her.  As  a  delaying  tactic  I  asked,
        “Wouldn’t the pain have snapped him back into consciousness?”
            “In  most  cases,  yes.  But  we  are  dealing,  in  the  classic  cases  of
        spontaneous combustion, with a concatenation of unlikely factors—
        as  in  the  failure  of  redundant  safety  systems  in  nuclear  reactor
        containment vessels. It shouldn’t happen very often, but when it does
        the results are spectacular. The next improbable but not impossible
        condition is the slow but steady exhaustion of oxygen in the room,
        made  possible  by  the  tightly-closed  door  and  window  and  the
        unvented  stove.  The  fire,  once  started  on  the  victim’s  abdomen,
        smolders for hours until there is not enough air to sustain it. That
        explains  the  now-extinguished  stove  burner,  which  contributed,  in
        turn, to consuming the available oxygen. The victim would not regain
        consciousness  during  the  early  stages  of  this  process;  perhaps  he
        sustained  a  blow  to  the  head  when  falling.  Enough  of  the  skull
        remains to make this possibility worth investigating.”
            I dutifully noted this, thankful I was not a coroner. I took out my
        handkerchief and tied it around my nose and mouth. Labelle walked
        around the body, if you could call it that, looking at it from various
        angles.
            “We  will  undoubtedly  discover  that  the  victim  was  grossly
        overweight. Such a person has ample subcutaneous fat to fuel a slow-
        burning fire for hours, particularly if ignition begins in the midsection
        and spreads outward toward the head and limbs. The reddish-brown
        oily  soot  covering  the  inside  of  this  room  attests  to  the  slow  but
        steady oxidation of human tissue; we do not observe the residue of

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