Davis blinked a few times. Even he seemed a little surprised with Cyrus's outburst. Or was it from Caora's reveal. No one but he knew. “Anyway....” He looked at Max. “Let's award another point to the police officer! You'll make detective in no time!”

	“I knew it!” Aleecia snapped her fingers. “It looked like a lumberjack cut because they were trying to drop the stalagmite!” 

	Bliss raised an eyebrow. “And you didn't say anything?”

	“I-I didn't want to get yelled at!” Aleecia covered her eyes with her hands.

	Davis spread his arms and shrugged his shoulders. All while wearing a face that said “What? You think I'd yell at that?”

	“It's not a very effective weapon though.” Bliss looked at a picture of the stalagmite in her E-handbook. “It's not that much taller than a person. You'd have to be pretty close to get hurt by it when it fell. I mean, you might not see it coming with it being so dark.”

	“True, it's kind of risky to use it on someone who can react.” Davis was smiling. “You'd have to be right next to it for it to kill you. Even then, it's probably narrow enough to step out of the way of. However, if you're lying on the ground after someone gave you the old cold-cock...”

	Bliss's eyes shot wide open. “Krista was the intended victim?” She placed her hands together. "Our killer was sitting there filing away, all while Krista is there, motionless. With her little sleepy face." Bliss's eyes half closed. "Just laying there defenseless, her arms raised above her head. One leg over the other, her skin-tight pantyhose hugging her cream white thighs..."

	Davis laughed nervously and slapped his podium. “yeaaaaaaaa... Hold that thought, I want to hear more later. But onto the case." Davis looked away from the nanny. "While the killer's first plan failed, they probably always planned on knocking out someone. It's the only way to reliably hit someone with something like that. This would have been a lot harder to solve if their plan worked." 

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	Davis sighed. "I suppose you have a problem with something that's been said, Calvin?"

	"Damn right I do!" He pointed. "It makes no damn sense to kill someone like that!"

	"Now Calvin." Davis bore a toothy grin. "You're going to have to be just a little more descriptive than that. Maybe tell us what you don't understand so that we may properly educate you. Assuming you aren't a lost cause." 

	"I mean why bother knocking someone out and then killing them with the stalagmite? Let's forget how over the top that is. Someone could just as easily kill her with a rock or something, then crush her with the stalagmite."

	Davis sighed. "Oh Calvin. I was hoping I was all through dealing with idiots tonight. You're so logic depraved, it's no wonder you got Shona killed."

	Calvin took a step back. "You son of a bitch!"

	Davis shook his head and turned to the politician. "Cyrus, how about you tell him why that wouldn't work."

	"Why don't you tell me, ass hole!"

	Davis's smile widened as Calvin's rage grew. "Oh, well I figured Cyrus was the most appropriate person to explain. But really, anyone is free to point out why such a thing would be impossible. I just need a break from talking with idiots."

	Calvin growled louder. "Davis!"

	Bliss cleared her throat. "Um." She turned to face Krista. "So you said that you saw a man filing the stalagmite. Was Mondatta with you at this time?"