Thanks for the prompt Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple.
I can tell a murderer when I see one and have never been proved wrong in my long police job.
This woman with such a pious and innocent face, sitting near a brutally murdered body, confused me. She just didn’t fit the scene.
She can’t be a murderer.
Her friends and relatives confirmed my views.
She couldn’t kill a mosquito; she was in fact, a chicken heart. They vouched. I slapped her to bring her out of the trance. For a second her expression changed. There was wrath and hatred in her eyes. She hissed, ‘He dared to molest my daughter.’