She pondered, then offered, “Yes, there was something strange. Richard. I think he was at the house and might have seen something.”
The detective was trained to watch for a hesitation, like summoning up an untruth.
“Perhaps I should have called his parents. His father is a banker, very respectable. They live in a beautiful house across town... well, I just got caught up in what was happening. I forgot all about it. He stutters, but he’s shy and smart. Sister Mary Paul thinks he will make a great priest, apart from the stuttering of course. Perhaps a monk.” She stopped; she was rambling and suddenly very aware she was nervous. Her palms were sweating, and that was new.
Captain Parker looked up from his notes and locked eyes with Sister Mary Rose. What was she hiding? He would talk to Ric
