In the cool of the evening, the three sleuths decided to repair to their favorite beer hall in Vienna. The selection of drinks and food at 1516 Brewing Company would have been enough, but the outside garden proved irresistible on this unseasonably warm day.
“I’ve got something here from the office,” Alana said to Priest and Aggie. They were sitting at the outside tables in the beer garden.
“It’s not good,” she continued. “Seems there was a scuffle at the hospital right after we left. Hang on; let me read it first.”
Priest looked on, waiting for more from Alana. Aggie sipped his beer.
After a moment, Alana slumped back into her chair.
“It’s Noonan. He’s dead.”
“How?” asked Priest.
“You said the guy was in late-stage cancer,” Aggie said hopefully. “Was that it?”
She looked at them fo
