The Usual Suspects: A Mystery Short Story

by Rekha Ambardar

“Who’d be in such a hurry that they’d neglect to put the cap back properly on a bottle of Digitoxin pills?”
Detective Delaney poked his head into the medicine cabinet in the bathroom of The Kavanaugh residence, where old Andrew Cavanaugh was found dead that morning. Time of death was set at between seven-thirty and eight last night.