“Is your roommate around?” Frank asked softly.
“No. She"s taken the week off to go home to see her mother. She won"t be back until sometime next week. I was going to replace that garrote before she got back. She would never have missed it.”
“Where did you get the blood?” I asked as I rubbed my chin and tried not to think how tired I was suddenly feeling, “Why throw all that blood around?”
“I thought it"d be one of those erratic clues which would stifle any reasonable explanation. What is it mystery writers call it? A Red Herring? As to where I got it that was easy. The chemistry lab is upstairs from the physics lab. They"re always working on something in the medical spectrum that has to do with blood and blood serum. I just walked in, found the place empty, then walked out with it. No o
