"Never got close? Poor guy, I never thought about that. Let's see, you went without getting laid starting a couple of years before the divorce, I'll bet. And then tried to catch up with a seventy-year-old."
"She appeared younger by candlelight."
"Of course she did, and after a few drinks, and with the flickering candlelight, at times she even seemed to move...almost lifelike."
"Oh, she was lifelike alright. I'm not going to explain further."
"I'm sure she really knew how to bounce a bed."
"Sandy, age wasn't a part of it. Do I wish that she were actually interested in me, of course? Anyhow, seventy's not so bad. You'll find out about this age thing for yourself one day."
"Maybe, in which case I'd insist on no candles and lots of booze. How many women at that party turned you down before you hit on Granny?"
"It wasn't like that. I'm not like that."
"How about this Tammy woman, are you certain she's being straight with you? Not that you'd have the faintest idea one way or the other."
"She called the cops on me, but that was a normal reaction. She was close to the victim so was upset about his death."
"Why were you running around like Dudley Do-Right anyway?"
"What's wrong with helping people? After all, I didn't help you."
"So, you went for the granny-sex to ease your conscience about me?"
"I've had some bad luck with women, now drop it."
She stood and reached for her briefcase. "Job one is to get you out of here. That means we'll start our own investigation. Give me your attorney's name. I can do legwork for him and for you. Start getting your ideas together. I'm not a lawyer, and I'm not qualified to handle your defense. I am, however, absolutely incredible at running around and pissing people off. Did you sign a statement?"
"Yes, was that wrong?"
"Not if you told the truth. I need a copy of it. Your attorney will have it. I'll go see him and then crash."
"Lawyer is Jeremiah Kagan. I assume he's among the living. You can stay at my place."
"Cops most likely got a warrant and tore up your place. Know a good motel, someplace with an Internet connection?"
"Try the Inn Towner," he said half joking. "And Sandy, it's great to see you."
"Well, take a fast look at me, because I don't intend to hang around here letting you screw up my life for very long."