The smile disappeared. “You think I did it, killed Raina. Well, I didn’t. I would never have put Paul in that position. He’s like my boy, my beautiful boy.” She had come around the table and was standing next to me, thigh lightly against my arm, and with one finger traced a line on my face exactly where the scar was on her own. “Besides, I already have too many regrets.”
Interrogating the Detective – Novel Excerpt
