"You can play with that Rubix cube all you want, but the outcome will remain the same, H," L told me. It was only a few days after we had reached Arizona, and long after I had finished the puzzle.
"Yes, but I'm trying to beat my time of ten seconds," I answered, twisting the cube to make it into a rainbow of colors before turning it back into its completed form.
L, who sat in the chair next to mine, alerted me, "The conference at the ICPO has started. You might want to pay attention. I'll have to be talking soon."
My lip twitched, "I know how to sound like you. I've done it before, and no one suspects a thing."
He responded, "It's not that. We might gain information."
I sighed, spinning my chair in circles, "I've researched this case nonstop and they have nothing other than criminals are still dying from heart attacks and that this has turned into an international crisis."
He requested, "Please, be quiet so that I can hear." He turned the volume on his laptop to full.
A man said, though we could not see them, "There have been fifty-two deaths that we're aware of, and that's just in the past week. Every single one of them involved a heart attack. They were all criminals who were either being held in prison or who were wanted by police for outstanding crimes, and I think it's safe to say, there are other deaths who are unaccounted for."
A second man replied, "In which case, the death toll could be well over one hundred." Everyone started whispering to their neighbors before quieting down.
A third intervened, "At any rate, these were criminals who were probably facing execution sooner or later. Perhaps we shouldn't-"
The first interrupted, "Why should it matter whether it's a criminal or someone innocent? Last time I checked, murder was still murder!"
The second spoke up, "It's still to early to consider these as homicides."
The first yelled, "Then, how did all these people have heart attacks at the exact same time? That's not a coincidence, it's murder!" It was true. How else could you classify that? It was obvious Kira was something, whether human or divine, I didn't know.
The second replied, "You think it's possible to simultaneously kill all these people in different locations?"
A fourth said, "We're treating this as an elaborate murder plot that's been carried out by a large organization."
"If it is a large organization," a fifth began, "then I'm sure I'm not alone in suspecting the FBI or CIA."
"I dare you to say that again!" someone shouted, most likely from one of the organizations listed.
"Now, now, this is not the time to be joking around," a sixth man stopped them. "We need to confirm that these are indeed homicides and not coincidences."
The second demanded, "How? The autopsy results show that in all of these cases the victims died of a sudden heart attack."
I groaned, "They're giving me a headache."
"Investigating a series of heart attacks is pointless. I don't see what else we can learn."