Then she filled up a glass with water and popped in a lemon wedge and carried it back to her. "What do you want to know that for?" she asked as if she had never left. "Are you thinking of getting involved with him?"
"Lord, no!" Sarah said.
"I did not think so. So why?" Ileana asked.
Sarah took a breath. "A friend of mine in Kansas City, Missouri was r***d and murdered last weekend. She knew Ryan. The police think he might have done it."
"May Lord have mercy on her soul!" Ileana said and crossed herself piously, although Sarah doubted very much she was a Catholic, let alone a devout one.
"Someone suggested that whatever happened between them was not with mutual consent," Sarah said.
"You mean he r***d her?" Ileana shook her head. "Knowing him, I cannot imagine he would have to. Usuall
