Chapter 6
“Yes, Gordon Norris,” Mike said. “According to the information I have, you were in charge of a case, four years ago, where the victim either fell or was pushed down a flight of stairs at his home. The victim’s home that is. The chief suspect in his death was Mr. Norris.”
“That’s a while back, but I think I remember the case. Give me a couple of minutes to pull it up,” replied the detective Mike was talking to on the Birmingham police force.
Three minutes later the detective was back. “Now I remember Norris. Slimy bastard, if you ask me. He admitted he and the victim had been close, but said that was it. Told us they’d separated a week before what he called an accident, blaming it on the victim’s drinking problem.”
“Did he have one, and was there alcohol in his system?”
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