Do you think Brad might be dead, too? Chapter Nineteen No, he paid for his paper, and now hes walking out. Hear, hear, Vanessa said. I screamed two or three times going down the hill. Then I saved my breath for running. Sara and I— Shes dead, I said. She was shot to death this afternoon. Murfin and I were there. We saw it happen. Good lord, Della Street exclaimed. You told me. Well, will you fill him in? She just stared at him for a moment. Then she shivered, shook her head, and said in a low voice,Another woman? Was she...? I got some of this from a news bulletin that came over the radio at 9:15. The details I got from Slick who called at 9:35. He hustled down the stairs to find Valentine at the open door staring at... Jennifer Stamos. So, two of my roomies are now missing. And Valentine wasnt there when the gas got turned on. Anything to add? Dino asked. Its okay, Denise. Is Brad here? Ive been calling and calling and nothing. Im afraid she is. She was an attractive woman, probably in her early fifties. The gray-streaked hair in a tight bun, the inexpensive gray suit still well chosen and well suited to her upper body. Good. Thats what I was going to suggest. He finished his lunch at a leisurely pace and accepted another glass of the Cakebread from the stewardess..