Vivian's eyes widened, she stared at the detective as he had suddenly grown two heads. The shock on her face soon turned into anger as her eyebrows furrowed and her lips curved downwards. She peered at the detective through the roof of her eyes and let out a huff.
“Look detective, I didn't kill my husband. I have no hand in his death and I don't know how many times I'm going to have to tell you this!”
“Oh really?” Detective Roberts let out a short chuckle and brought out some documents, presenting them before Vivian who seemed uninterested.
“Do you know what these are?” He questioned but she rolled her eyes.
“How on earth am I supposed to know?” She asked with a smirk dancing on her lips.
“This is your card history, showing that you bought those drugs. These were submitted to us recen
