Murder Mystery | Marriage
She Cradled the Smoking Gun: Ch 11
Stone questions Lisa and she wonders why she and Paul grew apart
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The Kaye’s living room was formal and furnished like it could be featured in Good Housekeeping magazine. The fabrics were supposed to be warm and inviting, but the atmosphere was icy and lonely.
Stone looked at the note that lay on the coffee table and paused his questioning as Lisa Kaye tried to stop crying. “If you had known that he had written the note would you have done anything differently?”
“Maybe. I can’t say, of course.” She put her hands to her face and grabbed a tissue from the side table. “I feel terrible.”
Stone didn’t respond.
“I suppose now you want me to confess that I shot him, hmm?”
“You were in Santa Barbara, though?”
“Yes.”
“And had too much drink?”
“Yeah, I did. My head was spinning.”
Stone felt an inspiration. “How often do you drink?”
“A glass of wine now and then. A sip of scotch, occasionally, once or twice a month. Maybe more…
