CHAPTER 8ON THE DEBIT SIDE
“ROACH powder,” said Tuck, as he and Brigit drove down the twisted road that led to Hollywood proper, the contents of the boxes in the back seat rattling furiously, “has two distinct advantages. It is tasteless and odorless. Quite recently it was mistaken for powdered eggs by the cook at a large private insane asylum, with the result that a lot of euthanasia happened. Second, it is frequently pure sodium fluoride. A teaspoonful will kill. It can be bought at the nearest druggist by the pound package.”
“And thirdly,” said Brigit, “in this case there happened to be a pound of it on the third shelf of the middle cupboard, in plain sight.”
“You,” said Tuck, “are five feet eleven inches tall in your stocking feet. I am six feet five. Whether it. would have been in
