Taste For Murder Essay Research Paper A

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Taste For Murder Essay, Research Paper A Taste for Murder ” It’s my belief that the sausage is one of the noblest inventions of mankind,” Henry Chandler said. “And presented in the form of a sandwich, it is not only nourishing, but also so practical. One can conduct the process of eating without undue preoccupation. One may read, watch, or hold a gun.” On the wall, the electric clock read fifteen minutes after twelve noon, and except for Chandler and me the offices were empty. He bit into the sandwich , he chewed, and he swallowed. Then he smiled. “You and my wife were aquainted, Mr. Davis. Exceptionally aquainted, and that now works to my advantage. I will, of course, arrange matters to make it appear that you have taken your own life. But should the police not

be deceived and decide a murder has been committed, they will still be at a loss for a motive. There is nothing obvious to link the two of us beyond the fact that you employ me… and twenty others.” I placed my cold fingers on the desk top. “Your wife will know. She’ll go to the police.” “Really I doubt it. A woman may do a great deal for her lover when he is alive. But once he is dead it is another matter. There is a fact that she will only suspect that I may have murdered you. She will not know. And this uncertainly, if all else fails, will prevent her from going to the police. She will tell herself, that there is no reason to bring her affair with you into the open. Perhaps there are dozens of people besides me who might want you dead.” I was desperate and it

appeared in my voice. “The police will check on everyone. They’ll discover that you stayed here after the others left.” He shook his head. ” I don’t think so. No one knows I’m here. I left when the others did, but I returned because I knew you were alone.” He chewed for a moment or two. ” I decided that it would be wisest to kill you during the lunch period, Mr. Davis. That is the time in which the police would have the most difficulty in placing anyone. People eat, they wander about, go shopping, or go to the bathroom, and eventually they return to their work. It is almost impossible to verify… or disaprove… where they claim to have been.” He reached into the brown-paper bag again. “Ordinarily I eat in any of the number of cafeterias in this area. But I

am not the type who is noticed or missed. For two weeks, Mr. Davis, I have been waiting for you to linger after the others left.” He smiled. “And this morning I noticed that you brought your lunch to the office. Did you decide that you would be too busy to go out and eat?” I licked my lips. “Yes” He raised the half of the sandwich and peered at the two small sausages. ” The human body reacts in peculiar ways. I understand that in moments of stress, grief, fear, and anger– it often responds with hunger. And at this moment, Mr. Davis, I find myself verrrry hungry.” He smiled. “Are you positive you wouldn’t care for a sandwich? After all, they are yours.” He wiped his lips with a paper napkin. “When I am presented with a steak, I approach it timidly. Did you

know that should I bite into just one morsel of gristle, I am immediately so shattered that I cannot finsh the meal.” He studied me. ” Perhaps you think I am a bit hysterical to be discussing food at a time like this?” Then he nodded almost to himself. ” I don’t know why I shouldn’t shoot you this instant. Is it because I enjoy these moments and wish to prolong them? Or is it because I really dread the final act?” He shrugged. “But even if I do dread it, let me assure you that I have every intention of finishing this business.” I took my eyes off the paper bag and reached for the pack of gum on my desk. ” Do you know where Helen is know?” “Did you want to say good bye? Or try to have her persuade me to not do this? I am sorry that I can’t arrange that