Elizabeth Buzzelli
A TOUGH NUT TO KILL
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Excerpt from "A Tough Nut to Kill"

"With no music, and the guests standing quietly listening to what would be their bit of gossip at The Squirrel restaurant in the morning, the sound of a gun going off was louder than it might have been. It came from somewhere outside the ballroom. Somewhere beyond the open double doors to the hall.
At first everybody held still in place. Then came a startled intake of breath as the crowd went from watching the Blanchards and the Wheatleys going at it, to rigid stillness.
We listened for a second shot.
Nothing happened. The floor creaked. I could hear muted voices coming from out in the kitchen. There was a long moment when everybody looked at one another with startled eyes.
In a few seconds or minutes or however long it took all of us to stop listening for the next shot, there was another huge intake of breath and then a clink of metal as men in the room, just like in an old Western, pulled guns from costume pockets and cocked them.
We were a tableau of frozen people until somebody screamed and Miranda Chauncey, .22 in hand, yelled, �Hit the floor!� from the far side of the buffet table."