“What are you and Wanda going to do now? Should I come and hang out for a while and play cards?”
Myrtle said, “I thought you were exhausted. You were practically falling asleep at the reception, despite all the loud music.”
“I suppose our grim discovery and the thought there was a killer in our midst must have woken me up some. At any rate, I don’t see myself falling asleep anytime soon. I should probably do something quiet to wind down a little.”
Myrtle snorted. “I’m not sure playing cards will fit the bill. Perhaps you should try a game of chess with Wanda instead. Grab the board from your house and bring it over.”
“What will you do, though?”
“Me? I’ll write the story for the newspaper and present it to Sloan tomorrow. However, considering the deliberate way you and Wanda play ches
