The Charlton Affair
“Her husband, John, sat on the cozy couch beside her in the lounge room of their renovated Annerley workers cottage.
He said, “Isn’t that Charlie’s client?”
“Yes, that’s the bloke I’ve been looking into,” Amanda replied.
“He sure doesn’t look like a killer, almost got a baby face with those lips.”
“I’m not sure he is a killer. There’s something funny about it,” Amanda replied, tiredly.
She had managed to get about four hours of sleep before she had to wake up and get organized prior to John coming home from his job as a refrigeration mechanic. She didn’t want him to know she’d been awake all night. That would lead to all sorts of conflict. He hadn’t been at all happy that she had to go away overnight for work. If he knew what she was really up to he would hit the roof.
“Why did the police arrest him then?”
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