My Salieri Complex

“Don’t fear, Samuel, we aren’t trying to incriminate you,” Handley chimed in hastily.  “On the contrary, we are trying to protect you.”

“I know what made Griffin ill,” I blurted out, staring into the floor.  “He drank one of his concoctions.”

The professors shook their heads in tandem.

“You aren’t implying that it was a suicide attempt, are you?” asked Ellsworth.

“Nothing of the sort!  It was an experiment.”

“An experiment?”





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