“Did you notice the way Mrs. Peterson trembled while answering every question I throw at her?”
Theodor sat at the corner, resting his jaw on his fingers and staring into the mirror hanging before him. “The old lady was scared out of her mind. It felt like she was threatened into testifying against you before the court.”
Steven sat on a chair, leaning his bounded arms on the desk before him. He stared blankly at Theodor, who sat opposite. He felt completely helpless. Every word Theodor spat went over his head.
“I have a feeling Mrs. Parker was also threatened.” Theodor continued, oblivious to Steven’s inattentiveness. “Why else would she lie about the people behind her son’s murder? No amount of money could have shut her up. There has to be a valid explana…” Theodor trailed off when he
