Edgar sighed. “That’s the thing, though. I always came across to our folks as the irresponsible kid, compared to Glynis. Maybe it makes sense that I’m the one who was partying instead of looking after my sister when she died. Our parents were always proud of Glynis: her grades, the college she went to, her great job. There was no way I could compare with Glynis.” He shrugged. “So I stopped trying.”
“Do you have any idea who might have done this to your sister? I know you haven’t been living here, but did Glynis confide in you at all?” Myrtle thought this was certainly a longshot. She had the feeling that Glynis so disapproved of Edgar that they weren’t in touch at all.
Edgar nodded eagerly. “I bet I can tell you who did it. That smarmy surgeon. Did you know he wasn’t supposed to be at t
