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baggie holding a greeting card. âI brought this because I wanted to match Naomiâs handwriting, stamps, and pen color to anything we find in her apartment.â
DeRosa wiped the table down, unzipped the baggie, and presented the card. We read Naomiâs inscription in tandem. â Teddy, I did what you said, but itâs not what you promised .â Naomiâs crisp lettering was confident yet tired. Her signature seemed rushed, and I sensed from the card that her resolve had faded.
âHow do you read this?â Frank asked.
I had a slight advantage over him because I knew Naomi when she was alive. The itâs not what you promised part definitely sounded like Naomi. She had a way of getting what she wanted. I had a distinct and unpleasant memory from the first summer Naomi and Teddy dated. In an effort to establish her power position, she purposely made elaborate plans for Teddyâs birthday, refusing to recognize our birthday picnic tradition on the shores of the labs. Through gritted teeth, I even went so far as to invite her alongâan honor not even bestowed upon Charlie. With her high heels sinking into the mossy grass and a stern finger wagging at Teddy, it appeared her tantrum was in vain. I watched as my brother marched resolutely away from Naomi and down to the water toward me.
âI think Teddy wanted something from Naomi,â I said tentatively. âNaomi gave him whatever he requested, but he did not deliver on his promise.â
âHe purposely screwed her,â DeRosa said.
âYes.â I felt my grasp on the facts getting fuzzier. âIn fact, she was so angry that she found a way to renege on the NIH grant.â I searched for a plausible ending. âTeddyâs denial of her was so overwhelming, she hung herself?â My voice rose with uncertainty.
âDoes that sound like Teddy?â
âActually, it doesnât,â I said. âHe was a stickler for following through. Especially when it had to do with promises he made.â
âWhat if Naomi wanted something from Teddy,â Frank said, reworking the scenario.
âLike what?â
âI donât know,â Frank confessed. âWhat is the goal of a medical researcher?â
âRecognition.â Having listened to years of my father and his cronies discuss the merits of authorship and publication, I was sure of that answer. âScientists want their names to be associated or assigned to a particular discovery or breakthrough. Recognition would be a definite motivator for Naomi. She needed to be noticed.â
Frank tried a new angle. âOkay, so what if Naomi participated in one of Teddyâs studies, but he refused to give her credit?â
âIf she deserved it, Teddy would have been happy to recognize her, but maybe she didnât deserve credit.â
âBecause her results were incorrect, a case of bad science,â DeRosa said. âThat must be professional suicide for a scientist. Is it possible that Teddy helped her undo her mess, but the problem snowballed? Maybe thatâs why he didnât communicate in his final days.â
I nodded my head slowly and let the snippets of logic fall into place. âLet me try something else. Maybe Teddy didnât want something from her,â I offered a reverse scenario. âMaybe he wanted to stop her from doing something.â
âInteresting.â He used that word again. âIs it possible Teddy wanted Naomi to deny the grant because the application was based on something false that she had provided?â
âNow that sounds like Teddy,â I said with glee. DeRosaâs realistic portrayal of Teddy brought back positive memories of my brother. âBut why did she kill herself?â
âDo you think Teddy led her to believe heâd take her back if she resolved the issue?â
âIâm going to have to give Naomi some credit here. I donât remember her as
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