Shae sat quietly for a moment, twisting the pen in etaeen her fingers. 
"He's already made four thousand people rudundant in the last month. It could have been anyone." Her voice struggled to sound certain, desperate to believe something so trivial. "There would no way to prove I did it. I wasn't near them, there's no way for them to determined a heart attack was caused by any other means than simply just that, right?" She pulled both her legs up onto the bed and let her eyes move to the tv. She flicked through the channels, expecting MURDER in huge red letters. 

Nothing. Not yet anyway. Maybe she'd be okay. She just needed to be calm and leave the book alone for a couple of weeks. Or she could just not use it, ever again. There was always that.

OC: it's cool, don't worry