Ethan’s POV:
“Mr. Brown, we do need to interrogate your wife. We heard Miss Astor earlier today and she claims that it was Mrs. Brown who shot her and Miss Keeney,” Police detective Pratt said.
“I’m sorry to inform you but I really don’t know where my wife is. I was attending Misses Astor and Keeney when she left saying that she needed to clear her name before she presented herself for the case,” I told the detective.
“Well, she is facing some serious accusations.” The policeman observed. No s**t, Sherlock, I thought to myself.
“Look, sir, I’m sorry I can’t help you, but I’m one of the most interested people in this case. She is pregnant and needs help. I want to find her as much as you do!” I exclaimed.
Detective Pratt sighed and mumbled: “Okay, fine. Take my card. Call me if you rem
