This isn’t just about him showing me evidence of Gavril’s wrongdoings. How could I have been sostupid? Mr. Big Wig Cop is really here because he wants something from me. Something that couldsign my death warrant.
I shake my head, managing to shove words out of my mouth: “I don’t know how much help I can be.As you may know, my marriage to my husband has been … recent.”
His chocolate eyes don’t react. “And yet, we think you know things that could materially benefit ourinvestigation.”
I sigh. “What do you want?”
“Come into the station. Make a statement about what you saw tonight. With evidence like that … well,we could at least prosecute Mr. Vaknin for what he did.”
“I …” Don’t say anything until you’ve decided, I scream internally. “I didn’t see anything concrete.”
“At this point, anyt
