talked to her. Said she was sorry she had bothered them.â
âThatâs not inconsistent with domestic abuse. Women in that position are often afraid of taking their husbands to court.â
Di Marco shrugged this off. âThatâs what all you bleeding hearts say. Weâre not talking about some low-class broad living in a shack. Lazarus was an educated woman with money in the bank. She could have left him anytime. And letâs not forget about what she did to him. As far as Iâm concerned, itâs a shame the death penalty no longer exists in this state.â
âSo you think sheâs making the abuse part up?â
âThatâs what youâre supposed to find out, isnât it? Iâm just saying itâs mighty suspicious that she didnât breathe a word about it until her defense lawyers came up with the idea.â
âDuring her confession you mean?â
âExactly.â
âMaybe she didnât understand her rights. Or was talked into it.â I was referring to the first time Di Marco and I had squared off, in a case where the police had coaxed a murder confession out of a developmentally disabled teenager. With the right kind of psychological pressure, practically anyone could be coerced into admitting what the authorities wanted them to.
âI knew you would bring that up,â Di Marco said. âBut this confession wonât give you any qualms. The Chicago PD played it totally by the book. They didnât use any strong-arm tactics because they didnât have to. Lazarus started spilling her guts practically the minute they sat her down in the interview room. If anything, she was anxious to get it off her chest. Itâs all there on the videotape, which youâre welcome to listen to if my word isnât good enough for you. I guarantee the only questions youâll hear are âWhat happened next?â and âPlease go on, maâam.ââ
âSo what did she say about the murder, if Iâm permitted to know?â
âNot much. Just that she thinks she and Westlake were arguing and she lost her temper.â
âThatâs it?â
âAnd that she got so angry she picked up a fireplace poker and swung it at him. There wasnât a huge amount to go on, but the forensics guys were able to corroborate her story from fingerprint, blood, and DNA samples taken from the poker. The skull fracture would have been enough to kill him instantly.â
I was taken by surprise. âI thought he died when she, uh . . .â
âNipped him in the bud? Uh-uh.â
âWhat time was this?â
âNot clear. By the time they found the corpse in the quad the next day, it had been outside in fifty-degree temperatures all night. Rigor was still present but could have been slowed by the cold. The ME wasnât able to say anything more definite than sometime in the previous twelve hours, putting the murder before midnight.â
âAnd the mutilation occurred right afterward?â
âBased on the amount of blood around the professorâs fireplace, it looks that way.â
âDid she say why she did it?â
âThatâs the other part of her story that isnât too coherent. Says she doesnât knowâhad some kind of blackout and canât remember. But she was clear-headed enough to haul the professorâs body over to the university quad where they found it the next morning.â
âThatâs another thing that doesnât make sense. Why didnât she just leave the body where it was?â
âShe doesnât have an explanation for that, either. My take is that she was trying to draw attention away from the domestic angle, make it seem like someone else had it in for her husband. Which, as you might remember, is what a lot of people originally supposed.â
âMaybe. But lugging a dead body halfway across Hyde Park doesnât seem very
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