Bliss by Gordon Phillips
For Harold, who loves mystery stories.
Chapter 1: Discovery
Having knocked three times, I stood outside Quentin’s door, waiting with diminishing expectations for a response. I was regretting both my decision to make an impromptu visit and my having entered the building without buzzing first. Someone coming through the street door when I arrived had presented me with the opportunity, and I had taken it. With Quentin you just never knew. I stood a better chance of seeing him if I made it to the door of his condo.
It was now with little hope that I knocked yet again, louder—and was startled to hear, from beyond the door, something that might have been a response. Actually, it was just a vague noise.
I considered. It might have been someone calling, “Come in!” On
