Murder By The Book - Ender's Game

Theo Van Doesburg looms over the stove, nervously toasting a slice of bread in a pan. He hadn't wanted to come to this 'party' and now it seemed that his sentiment had been justified. Someone was dead and someone had disappeared. To top it all off, he was trapped with some of the people he had most wanted to avoid. You couldn't trust authors, especially this bunch. He had watched them carefully the day previous. Each and every one had seemed suspicious, so quick to accuse, so quick to wield the instruments of death. One of them probably worked for the government, most likely that Kellerman character. You couldn't trust people who analyzed things in such clinical ways. Math, very suspicious. He needed more time, he needed to figure out who the rats were. He knew he would have to talk to them eventually, only so much could be obtained by careful listening. He would have to be careful though. He couldn't reveal too much about himself in this den of spies and murderers. Eventually someone would have to die but it was too early for that, too early to see the wolves among the sheep.

Vote: No Lynch for now...