A small room above a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.
The workmen have returned, this time with a city official. I can't make out what they're saying, but the official seems upset. I open the window and listen.
It took a minute before the words fell into place: Patrick Bouvier Kennedy did not die of hyaline membrane disease, as we were told, but was murdered by a fan of his father's former lover, Maria Callas.