C18 Murder

A little after eight the following day, in the air-conditioned top floor interior of the Olympus hilltop, Darius sat on a settee, fully dressed in a white shirt and navy blue pants. A glass of whisky was in his left hand and a cigar in the other. He sipped the whisky and drew the smoke into his lungs, then he exhaled and drew in more smoke. His mind was busy with thoughts