Jeremy sat in the metal
chair, feeling claustrophobic in the small interrogation room. The investigator
sat across the table from him, browsing through a file folder of papers.
Finally, he
looked up. “I’m not really surprised that you murdered him.”
“I didn’t. He
was my boss.”
“Robert
Compton had a criminal record. Everything from drunk in public to vehicular
manslaughter.”
“That’s why
he never drove.” Jeremy wiped his sweaty hands on his jeans. “I took him
everywhere.”
“Where did
you take him last Saturday night?”
“The airport.
He stopped for a drink first.”
The
policeman leaned back, chuckling. “Of poison?”
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