Besides,” Jenny said, “as I remember the scene in the Oxleys’ den, there weren’t any signs of struggle. People being smothered to death will generally thrash like hell, knock things over—” “Yes,” the geneticist said, nodding. “It doesn’t make sense.” “Why are all the bodies swollen?” Bryce asked. “We think it’s a toxic reaction to the preservative.” “The bruising, too?” “No. That’s . . . different.”
