Weller tipped his glass high. "Jerome Shipton was still alive when I got down there," he said, arresting the attention of the others.
"I thought he was dead," Dean said.
"Nope. I'm surprised he wasn't, as far as he fell and I guess he is by now. The medics were talking about looking in his pockets for an organ donor card. But he wasn't dead when I saw him."
"Did you talk to him?" Fred asked.
"In a manner of speaking."
"What's that mean?" Dean asked sharply, tired of Weller's game playing.
"He just whispered one word."
"And that was...?"
"Dean," Weller answered, as he rose to leave.