“Why they would want to kill him? Being his lover I would imagine that you were privy to his secrets.’ She mulled the questions and the comment for a long moment. ‘No. I have no idea why anyone would want to kill him. If he had secrets, he didn’t share them with me. I think that possibly you have misinterpreted the nature of our association. Ours was really just a physical relationship.’ She looked him in the eye and said, ‘I believe that the common terminology is fuck-buddies. We were friends, ...of course, but really it was all about sex. The whys and wherefores are none of your business. We met a couple of times a week at his flat in Waterloo Crescent. That was it.’ ‘What were you doing at the flat last night?’ ‘Who said I was there?’ ‘I told you, Mrs West. I’m a policeman.’ Her forced good humour was evaporating. ‘I thought I’d left something of mine there. Something personal and private. I wanted to retrieve it, naturally, before the police started poking around.’ ‘What was it?’ ‘Some underwear.’ ‘We didn’t find any?’ ‘I had it after all.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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