“I guess.” Lisa frowned. “If I’m in a hurry I don’t pay much attention to things like that. From now on, though, I darn sure will.”
“Probably a good idea,” I said. “Now, about the sheriff’s department. Why do you think they might arrest you? I think if they seriously intended to, you wouldn’t be here. You’d still be at the sheriff’s department.”
“They kept me down there for four hours. I thought I would go crazy because they kept asking me the same questions over and over.” She shot me a dark look. “That friend of yours, the chief deputy, nearly scared the life out of me. She looks at you like you’re about to be taken to the gas chamber if you don’t answer her questions.”
I had certainly experienced that same look from Kanesha, and, while intense, it wasn’t as scary to me as Lisa claimed it was for her.
“What seemed to be the focus of the questions?”
“First, they asked me how well I knew the deceased. I told them I didn’t know him. I’d maybe seen him at a couple of SALA meetings, but that was it.” Lisa paused for a breath. “Then it was all about the stupid bottle of water. I had to go over, and over, and over, every blinking thing I knew about the bottles.”
“I think they’re trying to zero in on opportunity,” I said. “To my mind, that’s the critical question. When did the killer have the opportunity to add the poison?” I thought for a moment. “I suppose there’s a chance that the poison was delivered some other way, but his collapse only seconds after drinking from the bottle seems to preclude that. They have to take a hard look at you, naturally, because of opportunity. They can figure out the motive later.”
“Because I retrieved the bottles from his suite and had them in my possession.” Lisa nodded. “I guess I was too upset earlier to think clearly about that.”
I remembered that she had mentioned bringing two bottles to the luncheon. I asked her about that.
“He finished one of them a few minutes before he was going to speak,” Lisa said. “He ducked out to the restroom for a minute, and when he got back, it was almost time for him to go up on the dais.”
“I wonder why he didn’t take the bottle with him then.” That puzzled me, because it would have been the obvious thing to do. Yet he hadn’t done it.
Lisa snorted. “Knowing him, he left it deliberately so he could snap his fingers and make me bring it to him. He did other things like that to show that he had to be waited on.”
I shook my head. “Sad, but that does sound like something he would do. Now, another question. The tables were set for eight people, so who was at your table, besides you and Gavin?”
“Let me think a moment.” Lisa peered at a spot over and behind my head. “Well, there was Maxine Muller. She was always hanging around him. She was like a puppy trailing after him. I’ve known her slightly for several years. Then of course there was the man who introduced him. Harlan Crais.” She paused. “The rest were the current president of SALA and the other main officers, the vice president, the treasurer, and the secretary.” She rattled off their names, and I didn’t recognize a single one. They weren’t any of the people Marisue and Randi named to me earlier.
“Discounting you and Gavin, then,” I said, “there were six other people at the table who could feasibly have tampered with the bottle.” I didn’t feel I could share with Lisa what Marisue and Randi told me earlier about Harlan Crais. Though I might share it with Kanesha Berry, I wasn’t going to pass it along idly to another librarian.
“That’s true.” Lisa’s expression brightened. “Harlan Crais sat on one side of Gavin, and Maxine on the other. They were both closer to the bottle than I was.”
“Did you tell the deputy that?”
“Yes, she had me draw her a diagram,” Lisa said. “It took me a few minutes to remember who was where because the deputy had me pretty rattled by that point.”
“Either of them is far more likely to have done it than you,” I said. “Kanesha knows that already, I have no doubt. They both worked with Gavin more closely, and for a longer period of time, than you did the past few days.”
“I don’t know how they stood him for more than two days running.” Lisa snorted. “He was the most obnoxious waste of time I’ve ever dealt with.”
“Once she digs into his past, no doubt she’ll find a lot of people who wanted revenge on him for things he did,” I said. “The question is, which of them would go as far as murder. But Harlan Crais and Maxine Muller were at that table. Did you see either of them handling a water bottle?”
“The deputy asked me that, too,” Lisa replied. “But I didn’t. I had to leave the table a couple of times to visit the restroom myself, and I was probably gone three or four minutes each time. Either one of them could have done something while I was gone.”
“Maybe one of the SALA officers saw something,” I said. “Although how the killer got the poison into the bottle is a mystery in itself. Sitting there, opening the bottle, and dropping something in it would attract attention.” I shook my head. “It just seems too risky to do it then.”
“I certainly wouldn’t have the nerve to try it,” Lisa said. “Someone would see me for sure.”
“Kanesha will also try to find out whether anyone visited Gavin’s room,” I said. “It’s certainly possible a visitor had the opportunity, or that the killer managed to get into the room when Gavin was out of it.”
“Or it could have happened during the party,” Lisa said.
SIXTEEN
“Party? What party?” This was the first I had heard about it.
“Sorry, I forgot you didn’t know about it.” Lisa frowned. “Gavin hosted a party in his suite last night. Not a big one, only about a dozen people maybe. I wouldn’t have known about it myself until later, except that I happened to be passing the front desk, and one of the managers called me over about eight last night. She wanted me to approve the charges Gavin had made to the room, since they exceeded the limit we had given the hotel.”
“Did Gavin order a lot of food and drink, expecting SALA to pay for it?” I was appalled by the idea. Unprofessional and downright rude behavior, not to mention totally selfish, in my opinion.
“He certainly did.” Lisa’s tone grew heated as she continued. “I couldn’t believe the colossal nerve of the guy. It put me in a difficult position, because Gavin evidently told the front desk I had given permission. They had already delivered the food and drink by the time the manager called me over to sign for the charges. I had to go ahead and sign. I tried calling the SALA treasurer, but she didn’t respond to my call or text. I found out this morning she was out to dinner and had left her cell phone in her room.”
“Have you told her about it since?” I asked.
“First thing this morning, she called me back,” Lisa replied. “She was livid, too, but she didn’t blame me. She was furious with Gavin and said she would see that he reimbursed SALA for the unauthorized expense.” Lisa threw up her hands. “But of course now SALA is stuck with the bill.”
“Yes, I’m afraid you’ll have to eat the expense,” I said. “What a jerk to do something like that. Did you confront him about it last night?”
“I went to his suite to talk to him about it, but he refused to discuss it. Said it was the least SALA could do, since he was a featured speaker. It was one of his perks, he said.”
“Unbelievable.” I sighed. “You really had a lot to put up with, having to deal with that kind of behavior.”
“Yes, I did, but I didn’t kill him over it.” Lisa looked defiant.
“No, I didn’t say you had,” I replied. “But did you tell Kanesha about this?”
Lisa’s defiant expression faded rapidly to be replaced by a sheepish one. “No, I didn’t.”