"I can't believe I'm doing it either, and I might not have the story completely correct. My guess is you didn't carry the gun around. You had time to go home, pick it up and go to his apartment. He let you in, of course, with no problem. You shot him and went back to the office. Then you phoned the police and told them about the stranger in town."
"This is crazy." Her eyes were now moist.
"Why did you do it, Tammy? Such a great man that had done so much for you, that you owed so much."
Her eyes flared. "Not as great as people believed. For one thing, he cheated me on a land deal. Last year he had inside information from some spy in Tallahassee that the D.O.T. was going to put in an additional access ramp to I95. He and his cronies bought up the land around there before the word got out. His involvement had to stay hidden. So, I fronted for him. They resold the land to the state for a huge profit. I was supposed to get a share. He gave me a token amount. The land deal was worth millions. I was counting on big money. The payoff for those years of putting up with him. It would have set me up."
"You wouldn't kill anybody over money."
"I was pretty for him every day for years. Every morning getting ready because I was going to see him. Years of exercise and skipping desserts. I tried slitted skirts, short skirts and no skirts. Once I wore inappropriate shorts to a lawn party. Dressing for a party once, I tried on a braless see-through, but I didn't dare leave my home wearing it. Then, Miss Babalou, or whatever her name is, does her cha-cha, and his genitals go up in smoke. She was twenty years younger, and he kept her hidden to avoid negative campaign talk. Hell, he could have had me, I was also twenty years younger, and there would have been no talk. Everyone already assumed we were a couple. I haven't seen her, but other women he's dated all looked like boys standing next to me."
"There's no explanation for attraction." Inadequate, but he said it. Sandy had told him to keep her talking.
"One time they were someplace they weren't supposed to be, I never did find out the details, he phoned me in the middle of the night very nervous. Something had gone wrong. He told me, if reporters checked, I was to say he was with me overnight. No one would be surprised at that, it was the perfect affair cover up. Good old Tammy, she's always there. Move her around like a piece of furniture. Dust her off when you need her. Look right through her when you don't."