Suspicion

Although Norman was sixty-nine years old by now, he could swear that he had no signs of Alzheimer's. He even had a doctor who helped him conduct monthly tests to look for signs of Alzheimer's.

On top of that, throughout all of these tests, his brain had always remained in exemplary condition.

Which was to say, everything that had just occurred was not just in his head?

Somebody came beside him while he had his eyes closed and hastily swapped out the newspaper with the invitation card?

Norman was certain that he was no senile old fool just yet. Besides, how was anyone supposed to sneak past his bodyguards and secretary unnoticed?

Norman looked up again and carefully surveyed his surroundings.

His surroundings remained as tranquil as it had always been. His secretary was behind him tidying up the bookshelves while two bodyguards stood guard silently by the door.