Vincent van Gogh Still Life with Iris painting

Whether the man who had killed Ray “the Nerd” Rolf had also [201] been an actor on the brink of superstardom, no one knew for .In every version of the story viewed with credibility among the gossips, the killer himself had been killed by a police officer. The cop had been passing by in the street at the right moment, by sheer happenstance, or he had lived in Rolf’s building, or he’d come there to visit his girlfriend or his mother.Whatever had occurred here this evening, Corky was reasonably confident that it would not compromise his plans or cause the police to turn a gimlet eye on him. He had kept his association with Reynerd secret from everyone he knew.certain. The murderer’s name remained unknown, unmangled.Indisputably, the killer himself had been gunned down. His body lay on the lawn in front of Rolf’s apartment house.Two pairs of binoculars circulated among the onlookers. Corky borrowed one pair to study Rolf’s apparent executioner.In the darkness and the rain, even with magnification, he was unable to discern any identifying details of the corpse sprawled on the grass.Crime-scene investigators, busy with scientific instruments and cameras, crouched alongside the cadaver. In black raincoats draped like folded wings, they had the posture and the intensity of crows pecking at carrion