me to tell Dr. Pappas to go to the Club Cavalier and look for the Shooting Star. You said it would help him. And since we’d been talking about the sexual harassment case against him…”
“I have a confession to make.” Donna giggled. “I have a crush on Dr. Pappas. When I heard you talk about him with Priscilla I thought, wouldn’t it be great if he came and saw me dance. Of course he wouldn’t know it was me. And I would never have had the guts to tell him.”
“Dr. Pappas didn’t see you dance, but I did.”
“How did you like me?”
She gave no indication that she had seen me, but I couldn’t have expected her to. I had been sitting in the back and the spotlight was in her eyes. “You were…great. You sure held everybody’s attention. I’m told that after each dance you rushed out of the club and disappeared. In order to maintain your anonymity. Did you have your car parked somewhere?”
“A block away. I couldn’t park in the Club Cavalier lot because Elise’s father keeps a website of license plate numbers of guys who go there.”
“I know. My son’s license got put on the Internet.”
“I’m sorry. I hope it didn’t hurt him. Elise and I joked about it—in fact it’s a running joke at the college—but still I figured if I was going to keep my identity secret I’d better not risk it.”
“You owe Lefty a call,” I said.
“Lefty? Oh, you mean at the club.”
“Yes. To tell him you’re not going back.”
“Right. Because of everything that’s happened I haven’t had a chance.”
I looked around the bedroom. All of Elise’s possessions appeared to have been removed already. “You found her, didn’t you?”
Donna shuddered. “It was awful. She was in the bed there, lying on her back, all covered with blood. Blood…blood, all this blood.” She paused. “I had just returned from the club.”
“And the killer got in through the front window?”
“Yes, it was broken so he could undo the latch and open it. There was glass on the floor inside and the window was open. I didn’t notice any of that when I came in. It was dark outside and I didn’t turn on any lights in the living room. And the drapes were closed. The police found the mess.”
Then Mark definitely didn’t do it. He knew how to pick locks.
I must have said part of that aloud because Donna said, “Mark? You mean Dr. Pappas. I don’t believe he did it.”
“Let me clear one thing up. When you and I talked outside the Administration Building you said that he couldn’t be guilty of sexual harassment. You were aware at that time that Elise had filed the charge against him, weren’t you?”
“Of course. Elise and I didn’t keep secrets from each other.”
“Are you saying that Elise filed a false charge?”
“What does it matter now?”
“It may matter a great deal because Dr. Pappas is suspected of her murder. If Elise filed a false charge, Dr. Pappas of course knew it was false and would be less likely to kill her than if the charge were true.”
“Or maybe he would be more likely to kill her because she was trying to hurt him and he didn’t deserve it.”
I hadn’t thought of that. Human nature is complicated. “What did you tell the police about the harassment charge?”
“They didn’t ask me about it.”
“Look, Donna. We’re on the same side. Neither of us believes that Dr. Pappas killed Elise. Why don’t you just tell me what you know about the charge.”
“If I do, will you promise not to tell anybody else?”
“How can I do that? This is a murder case.”
“Okay, not unless you absolutely have to.”
“All right, all right.”
“Elise had a boyfriend named Ted. Ted was handpicked and approved by her father.”
“Were they serious?”
“He was more serious than she was. But I think she had become resigned to marrying him.”
“That doesn’t sound like till-death-do-us-part love.”
“No, but remember, Elise was always trying to please her
“I have a confession to make.” Donna giggled. “I have a crush on Dr. Pappas. When I heard you talk about him with Priscilla I thought, wouldn’t it be great if he came and saw me dance. Of course he wouldn’t know it was me. And I would never have had the guts to tell him.”
“Dr. Pappas didn’t see you dance, but I did.”
“How did you like me?”
She gave no indication that she had seen me, but I couldn’t have expected her to. I had been sitting in the back and the spotlight was in her eyes. “You were…great. You sure held everybody’s attention. I’m told that after each dance you rushed out of the club and disappeared. In order to maintain your anonymity. Did you have your car parked somewhere?”
“A block away. I couldn’t park in the Club Cavalier lot because Elise’s father keeps a website of license plate numbers of guys who go there.”
“I know. My son’s license got put on the Internet.”
“I’m sorry. I hope it didn’t hurt him. Elise and I joked about it—in fact it’s a running joke at the college—but still I figured if I was going to keep my identity secret I’d better not risk it.”
“You owe Lefty a call,” I said.
“Lefty? Oh, you mean at the club.”
“Yes. To tell him you’re not going back.”
“Right. Because of everything that’s happened I haven’t had a chance.”
I looked around the bedroom. All of Elise’s possessions appeared to have been removed already. “You found her, didn’t you?”
Donna shuddered. “It was awful. She was in the bed there, lying on her back, all covered with blood. Blood…blood, all this blood.” She paused. “I had just returned from the club.”
“And the killer got in through the front window?”
“Yes, it was broken so he could undo the latch and open it. There was glass on the floor inside and the window was open. I didn’t notice any of that when I came in. It was dark outside and I didn’t turn on any lights in the living room. And the drapes were closed. The police found the mess.”
Then Mark definitely didn’t do it. He knew how to pick locks.
I must have said part of that aloud because Donna said, “Mark? You mean Dr. Pappas. I don’t believe he did it.”
“Let me clear one thing up. When you and I talked outside the Administration Building you said that he couldn’t be guilty of sexual harassment. You were aware at that time that Elise had filed the charge against him, weren’t you?”
“Of course. Elise and I didn’t keep secrets from each other.”
“Are you saying that Elise filed a false charge?”
“What does it matter now?”
“It may matter a great deal because Dr. Pappas is suspected of her murder. If Elise filed a false charge, Dr. Pappas of course knew it was false and would be less likely to kill her than if the charge were true.”
“Or maybe he would be more likely to kill her because she was trying to hurt him and he didn’t deserve it.”
I hadn’t thought of that. Human nature is complicated. “What did you tell the police about the harassment charge?”
“They didn’t ask me about it.”
“Look, Donna. We’re on the same side. Neither of us believes that Dr. Pappas killed Elise. Why don’t you just tell me what you know about the charge.”
“If I do, will you promise not to tell anybody else?”
“How can I do that? This is a murder case.”
“Okay, not unless you absolutely have to.”
“All right, all right.”
“Elise had a boyfriend named Ted. Ted was handpicked and approved by her father.”
“Were they serious?”
“He was more serious than she was. But I think she had become resigned to marrying him.”
“That doesn’t sound like till-death-do-us-part love.”
“No, but remember, Elise was always trying to please her
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