Chapter Twelve
Gotham Manor
Meri was eating breakfast in the sunroom, feeling much revived, although the aura of the previous night still seemed to be hanging heavily over the household. Lydia was up and gone before Meri had pulled herself from bed. She didn’t even say goodbye. It was up to Alain to tell his wife that she had been escorted to her friend Sarah’s.
“Maybe she should have just left town,” Meri wondered aloud as she stared up at her husband, who’d just leaned down to kiss her.
“She can’t leave the area just yet. She’s a material witness. She’ll be questioned again about her connections to Jimmy Peralta and his connections to Hugo. The DA will go over her deposition…”
“Go over her deposition? Is she being charged?” Meri had been sipping her morning coffee, then poured a cup
