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about the sleeping pills?”
“What do you mean?”
“We know what you said to the cops, Robert. She died from an overdose of sleeping pills. You told the investigating detective it was common for her to take them.”
“I never said that.”
“Cindy had asthma,” Sara said. “She can’t take sleeping pills.”
“Exactly why they killed her. Listen, I don’t know what you expect to find, but I know everyone will be pointing you in my direction.”
“There’s usually a reason for that. Why did you take the files from Cindy’s office computer?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Sara pushed the gun forward.
“You’re going to threaten me into speaking?”
“Whatever works.”
“Then you’ll need to shoot me.”
“Do you think Cindy killed herself?” Sean asked.
Robert shook his head. “She had a lot of people who hated her, but it didn’t faze her. She carried on, and she was successful because of it.”
“Who would have a reason to kill her? And if you thought she was murdered, why let her death be ruled a suicide?”
“I fought to have her case stay open, but the detective wouldn’t listen to reason. I told him she had everything to live for. He told me to get out of his face.”
“So you gave up?”
“I never did, but with you two here I knew I’d better get the answers before you accused me of killing her.”
“I must say you’re looking guilty.”
“You never really answered our question about the sleeping pills,” Sara said.
“When they told me they found those by her bed, I knew someone killed her.”
“Still, why not tell the police?”
Robert ’s face paled. “I did.”
“So you’re telling us the detective on the case lied to us?” Sara thought on the statement for a few seconds then turned to Sean. “The detective would have known that Cindy was asthmatic, why tell us Robert said it was common for her to take sleeping pills? If there was a cover-up, why not just book Robert for murder? Get away scot-free?”
“You do know I’m right here, and I didn’t do it.”
Sean glanced at Robert but went back to Sara. “You’re thinking we’re looking at a dirty cop?”
Sara nodded. “It’s who might be pulling the strings that concerns me even more.”
“Well, there’s one area a cop’s always hurting.”
“Yep, the bank account.”
“Wonder if Jimmy would do us another favor?”
“Doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Robert stood up. “Can I go now?”
“Why were you here? We know that you took the files from her computer.”
“I didn’t.” He waved a hand in the air. “Never mind, neither of you believe a word I say anyway.”
“Answer the question, why are you here?”
“I’m not saying.”
“You know who is behind this, don’t you?”
“I’m not saying another thing. I’m sorry, but you’ll have to figure things out for yourself. Just know, I didn’t kill her.”
Sean watched his eyes—the truth was always there. He spoke the three words he never would have verbalized as a cop. “We’ll trust you.”
“Just be careful because you don’t know who you’re messing with. They have money and power, and they’re not afraid to use it.” Robert brushed by Sara and left the room.
Sean took the gun from her. “What do you make of all this?”
“I think he’s telling the truth.”
“Me too.”
“We’ve got to figure this out, darling, before anyone else gets hurt.” She touched his cheek. “Are you all right?”
He took her hand and kissed her fingertips. “You’re kidding, right? I’ve been through worse.”
“Maybe we should have given Robert his gun back. I have a bad feeling.”
He kissed her forehead. “We’ll get to the bottom of this.”
Calling In The Reinforcements
SARA STUDIED CINDY ’S HOME OFFICE. “Robert went through all of this, why? Was he looking for her laptop, or something else?”
“This is going to come off as left-field, but why didn’t the doorman, or
“What do you mean?”
“We know what you said to the cops, Robert. She died from an overdose of sleeping pills. You told the investigating detective it was common for her to take them.”
“I never said that.”
“Cindy had asthma,” Sara said. “She can’t take sleeping pills.”
“Exactly why they killed her. Listen, I don’t know what you expect to find, but I know everyone will be pointing you in my direction.”
“There’s usually a reason for that. Why did you take the files from Cindy’s office computer?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Sara pushed the gun forward.
“You’re going to threaten me into speaking?”
“Whatever works.”
“Then you’ll need to shoot me.”
“Do you think Cindy killed herself?” Sean asked.
Robert shook his head. “She had a lot of people who hated her, but it didn’t faze her. She carried on, and she was successful because of it.”
“Who would have a reason to kill her? And if you thought she was murdered, why let her death be ruled a suicide?”
“I fought to have her case stay open, but the detective wouldn’t listen to reason. I told him she had everything to live for. He told me to get out of his face.”
“So you gave up?”
“I never did, but with you two here I knew I’d better get the answers before you accused me of killing her.”
“I must say you’re looking guilty.”
“You never really answered our question about the sleeping pills,” Sara said.
“When they told me they found those by her bed, I knew someone killed her.”
“Still, why not tell the police?”
Robert ’s face paled. “I did.”
“So you’re telling us the detective on the case lied to us?” Sara thought on the statement for a few seconds then turned to Sean. “The detective would have known that Cindy was asthmatic, why tell us Robert said it was common for her to take sleeping pills? If there was a cover-up, why not just book Robert for murder? Get away scot-free?”
“You do know I’m right here, and I didn’t do it.”
Sean glanced at Robert but went back to Sara. “You’re thinking we’re looking at a dirty cop?”
Sara nodded. “It’s who might be pulling the strings that concerns me even more.”
“Well, there’s one area a cop’s always hurting.”
“Yep, the bank account.”
“Wonder if Jimmy would do us another favor?”
“Doesn’t hurt to ask.”
Robert stood up. “Can I go now?”
“Why were you here? We know that you took the files from her computer.”
“I didn’t.” He waved a hand in the air. “Never mind, neither of you believe a word I say anyway.”
“Answer the question, why are you here?”
“I’m not saying.”
“You know who is behind this, don’t you?”
“I’m not saying another thing. I’m sorry, but you’ll have to figure things out for yourself. Just know, I didn’t kill her.”
Sean watched his eyes—the truth was always there. He spoke the three words he never would have verbalized as a cop. “We’ll trust you.”
“Just be careful because you don’t know who you’re messing with. They have money and power, and they’re not afraid to use it.” Robert brushed by Sara and left the room.
Sean took the gun from her. “What do you make of all this?”
“I think he’s telling the truth.”
“Me too.”
“We’ve got to figure this out, darling, before anyone else gets hurt.” She touched his cheek. “Are you all right?”
He took her hand and kissed her fingertips. “You’re kidding, right? I’ve been through worse.”
“Maybe we should have given Robert his gun back. I have a bad feeling.”
He kissed her forehead. “We’ll get to the bottom of this.”
Calling In The Reinforcements
SARA STUDIED CINDY ’S HOME OFFICE. “Robert went through all of this, why? Was he looking for her laptop, or something else?”
“This is going to come off as left-field, but why didn’t the doorman, or
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