Her Lawman by Hildie McQueen

Author:Hildie McQueen [McQueen, Hildie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hildie McQueen

Chapter 7

Mark stopped the cruiser in front of Mason's home. He was running out of ideas. Thankfully Scott was with him, to keep her flirting at bay. Just maybe their joint presence would get Shelly to open up without trying the old flirting routine.

His cell phone vibrated and he saw it was a call from Eliza. He hit the ignore button, now wishing he wasn't in the car with Scott so he could talk freely. He'd thought about her until falling asleep.

"What are you thinking?" Scott studied the house with a frown, not seeing his grin. "Think she did it?"

"I don't know," Mark replied honestly. "She could have slipped him the Benadryl, but she wasn't the one to slit his throat. Unless she got a ride there and back, I don't see how that was possible."

"Maybe she paid someone to do it."

The radio bleeped and both listened but nothing of interest came through. "It just doesn't seem like she's the kind to plan something like this. I can see someone instructing her to give him the drugs. I don't know. But I say we try to shake her up a bit."

Shelly took her time opening the door. Through narrowed eyes she regarded them. "What now? Did you come to tell me I can get Eddie?"

Scott took the lead after noticing Mark took a step back. "No, ma'am, we have a few more questions for you."

"Come in." Her request took them by surprise, but they walked in at her moving away from the door. Shelly plopped down on a couch that had seen better days. She lit a cigarette and didn't invite them to sit.

Scott was smart enough to not play her game. He sat on a chair next to the couch looking out of place amongst what looked to be dirty laundry. "Ma'am, can you tell us if Eddie took medication the morning he died?"

It was brief, but surprise registered on her face. "Not that I know of. I was still in bed when he left."

"So you don't know what time he left exactly then?"

"He always left about the same time. Seven-thirty." Her hand shook just a bit when she took a puff of nicotine. "Was he tested for drugs? He smoked a joint every once in a while, but not on work nights."

Mark couldn't keep quiet. "Eddie didn't defend himself. It was as if he were asleep when it happened."

"Well, if he was cut to death, he wouldn't have moved anyway would he?" she snapped. "I don't know what this has to do with me. I just want you to stop dragging your feet so I can give my husband a proper burial. It's supposed to be this Saturday, you know?"

She looked around and picked up an empty soda can. She flicked the ashes towards the top. Most of them missed. "I just want this to be over."

"Do you keep any Benadryl in the house, Mrs. Mason?" Scott asked, pad and pen in hand.

Shelly paled. Her eyes darted toward the hallway.

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