Status Updates From Scent of Murder: An Issy Ca...

Vigil was hired with tenure and has cemented enough connections with The Powers That Be to ensure his position here. This scandal will soon blow over and all will be forgiven and forgotten.”
A professor with tenure can get fired for fraud. Particularly for academic fraud. This will not just wash away.

Sports metaphors, even under the best of circumstances, annoy me. I needed to get to home base fast
Not even politicians turn that fast.
(This is the first quip of this nature in the entire book, so not ok.)

[She’d] attached a pink bow to the top of the baby’s head with double-sided tape.
Won’t that hurt when pulling it off?

My cell had died, and I had no time to recharge it, but didn’t anticipate needing it.
How convenient.

“Sorry about the noise,” the jovial clock man apologized. “When you work here all day, you get used to it.”
Or suffer from partial hearing loss.

Maybe he left notes on his office computer.
The police have probably taken that computer into evidence, so, alas, it’s not available to our amateur sleuths (or shouldn’t be).

Why don’t you take a class in aromatherapy?”
Issy balkes at the idea of what it would look like to be a professor back in school. As if aromatherapy is considdered a serious subject. It will probably be regarded a hobby, like tea-sommelier.

“Odors played a key role in more primitive societies, like where I came from.
Would anyone, ever, call their own society primitive?

Bibi directed her comment to me as if explaining the concept of laughter to an autistic child,
I’m sure this metaphor wasn’t intended to be insensitive. Just rather clueless about autistic people having a sense of humor.

“What have you done?” shrieked Suzanne. “You’ve killed him!” shouted Javier. Dolores screamed, “Murderer! Murderer! Murderer!”
I should hope people in academia do not jump to comclussions like this, but rather ask questions first, draw conclusions later.