I left my wife outside in the freezing cold because my sister yelled, “That woman is using you”; when I opened the balcony door I found a fingerprint, a cigarette butt and an unfinished letter, but what destroyed me the most was knowing who those $8,000 were really for.

her gaze. Desperate, Liam called Owen, his best friend, who worked for the municipal police.

They met at a coffee shop near the town square. Liam handed him the glass, the cigarette butt, the hair, and told him everything.

Owen listened without interrupting. “This is no longer a marital problem,” Owen finally said. “If there’s poison, there’s a crime.continue reading …