“I caught the case,” Paula said, “my partner and I, Detective Soros. Easy determination.”
“Why was that?”
“Like you said, suicide.”
“Suicide note?”
“No. But the wife, she admitted she’d been cheating on him,” said McElroy.
“Hardly grounds. Connelly had a lot going for him. A successful business. Good looking guy. I think his wife’s indiscretions wouldn’t have driven him to such a desperate act.”
“If his wife was cheating on him, maybe he felt he had no recourse. A gun, a bottle, the end. I’ve seen it. Too often.”
Jimmy nodded, his mind absorbing. “A bottle?”
“A fifth of vodka found beside the body, along with the gun. A .45. Powerful.”
“So there wasn’t much left of him.”
Paula nodded. “Not his head. Ugly scene.”
“I assume there was a test of alcohol in his system?” Jimmy asked.
