THE LAST WORD
The body had gone. The sheets on the bed had been changed and the window opened to let a little air in the room.
Clara patted her hair and looked round to see what else needed attending to.
There was a newspaper poking out of the top of the wastebasket next to the bed.
She picked it up and briefly turned the pages. Mr. Kane had been working on the crossword the day before. Only one clue remained:-
8D: Still sweetly scented by any other name would this stop or start by getting nipped here?
Seven letters, beginning with R.
Clara smiled, and reached for a pen.