The Widow's Death Chapter 3

Frank Wilson committed suicide? Impossible.

After all, he was dismembered while still alive.

I was brought back to the station for questioning, since I was the first person at the crime scene.

"Think carefully—did Frank Wilson show any unusual behavior before he died?"

Detective Russo questioned me.

"Frank seemed completely normal when we talked. When I told him someone wanted to kill him, he even said it wouldn't be worth killing him just to avoid paying a hundred thousand dollars."

Detective Russo immediately seized on that detail. A hundred thousand dollars.

"Tell me more about this hundred thousand dollars."

Right, Detective Russo was new here. He probably hadn't finished reviewing the case file from the previous incident before this case landed on him.

"In Martha Henderson's case, someone paid people to confess. The price was a hundred thousand. Frank came forward to confess at the time."

Detective Russo's instincts told him something was off.

"Martha Henderson's case was already closed. Are you saying the real killer is still out there?"

I smiled awkwardly. I didn't want to admit it, but that's what I believed. The case hadn't found any breakthrough, then suddenly the real killer confessed. Didn't they know how serious a murder charge was? It clearly didn't make sense.

"Ahem, I'm not saying that!"

Though Detective Russo was here to pad his resume, he took his cases seriously. He immediately called an emergency meeting to request reopening the case.

The real killer was still out there and could harm more people.

The killers in both cases were likely the same person!

And both cases had dragged Rachel and me into them. If we hadn't been extra careful, we'd never be able to clear our names.

Sarah Henderson was brought in for re-interrogation.

"You're not the killer. Why did you confess?"

Detective Russo's expression was stern as he glared at Sarah Henderson.

Sarah's expression was calm.

"Can I have a cigarette?"

Detective Russo suppressed his anger but signaled his assistant to hand over a Marlboro.

"I'm really not the killer, but the case is already closed. You want to reopen it? Ha! I'm telling you, it's impossible."

"You'll never figure out who it is. Reopening the case will just give you bigger headaches."

Detective Russo slammed his hand on the interrogation table.

His assistant whispered in his ear that this was an interrogation room with full video recording. Detective Russo took a deep breath and composed himself.

"Sarah Henderson, what exactly did the killer give you to make you take the fall for murder? Do you know that taking the fall for someone is also a crime!"

Sarah blew out a long stream of smoke.

"I know. They got revenge for me. It's only fair I take the fall for them."

Detective Russo felt helpless. Sarah was protecting the killer. Even if it meant her own death, she wouldn't give up the killer.

"Lock her up for now."

The case's complexity exceeded Detective Russo's imagination. After reviewing all the evidence, he found the key point.

Both cases had two people in common.

Rachel and me.