What if, as Duncan told him, that most likely the insects killed the victim and didn’t merely scavenge the body? “How can I tell my boss that a bunch of cockroaches knocked the man down and ate him?” he said with exasperation to Azevedo and Duncan. The boat’s twin outboards made hearing difficult. Dias shouted his question. “They aren’t cockroaches, and that’s exactly what we think happened,” Azevedo shouted back. “You can tell him what you want, it doesn’t matter to me.” “Nor me,” Duncan agreed, loudly. “Our hypothesis is that insects somehow killed the victim and then devoured him.” “Hypothesis?” Dias asked slowly. “Yes. It’s not a fact. We need verification,” Duncan said. “How do you get that?” “We wait for another sighting,” Azevedo said. “Another sighting?
