CHAPTER 14
"Oh my God! I-C-U killed him!" I screamed. "This is bad, this is really bad."
My hands were shaking and I was headed for a total breakdown when I suddenly found myself pulled into a familiar embrace, a soothing voice in my ear.
"Calm down, Jamie, everything's going to be okay. Just breathe."
"But, Kip, it's I-C-U, he killed this poor guy, this is Malcolm! And that psycho is still out there, what are we going to do?"
"First of all," Kip said, "We don't know that he killed Malcolm, we don't even know if this was a murder. It could've been an accident, a heart attack, even a suicide--who knows? We need more information. Duke, what do you think? Help me out here."
Duke scratched his stubbly chin.
"Hard to say what happened. There's no blood or wounds that I can see, no blood
