Chapter 33
Atlanta, GA
Philip
WHEN SHE’D STEPPED down, Charles recalled Sergeant Kellerman, who appeared to be a trifle nervous. Charles had arranged to have Kellerman kept sequestered so that he wouldn’t know what had taken place in court that morning.
Charles began by saying, “Sergeant Kellerman, I just have a couple of questions concerning your report, and you’ll be free to go.”
“Sure, ask away.”
“When you read your report in court earlier, you stated that no fingerprints were found at the murder scene other than those of the deceased, the defendant, and the servants.”
“That is correct.”
“Are you absolutely certain?”
“I said, that is correct.” Kellerman was getting annoyed and allowing it to show.
Charles walked over to the table and picked up a piece of paper. Then he turned
