Her head still bowed, she nodded silently. “Yes, but he wouldn"t kill Scott.”
“Did Lauren hire someone else to kill her husband?”
“Why would she be there at the time if she did?”
“Perhaps somebody missed his cue, Anya. Unless she did it herself. Maybe we should put the ducks in a row the way the carnivores in the D.A."s office will. They will conclude that your friend fought with her husband that night. And after she imbibed a large quantity of alcohol on her boat, she called him. The fight escalated. Was that how it went down?
“She returned home in a state of rage,” he continued, “grabbed some gloves from out back–which implies premeditation–then went inside. She drank some more wine while she undressed and worked herself up into more of a drunken rage. Is that right, Anya?”
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