“No. We’re friends. Good friends, but not the way you think.”
“Or Dr. Hunter thought.”
“Oh, I don’t think Alex thought we were lovers.”
“But he said it.”
“He offered something that wasn’t his to give.”
They were silent for a moment.
“Do you know anyone who might have wanted to kill Dr. Hunter?”
“I think anyone who knew him wanted to kill him at one time or another.”
“Did you?”
“Want to kill him? I suppose I was angry with him once or twice just because he was rotten to Nona. But putting bombs in cars is not my sort of thing.”
“What is your sort of thing?”
is“I suppose I would have grabbed him by the lapels and shaken him to death,” David said lightly.
The detectives smiled a bit as they rocked forward and stood up.
“Thank you, Mr. Degliorti. You’ve been very helpful.”
“You’re
