Chapter 21
Unfortunately, Mrs. Reese’s prediction proved correct. The deputy sheriff arrived shortly after breakfast the next morning to speak with Concordia. The parlor was made available to them. David escorted her in and sat beside her.
Yates flicked a glance at David, sighed, and perched his large frame gingerly upon an antique rocker across from them.
“Now then, ma’am, why don’t you fill in the gaps of your story from yesterday.” Though as polite as before, there was a brittle edge to his voice today. “I will save us time by telling you I have already examined the Ambrose girl’s dress and have left a constable on the grounds.”
“Surely you don’t believe Susie tried to kill Mr. Wynderhane? There must be an innocent explanation,” Concordia said. “She could have—”
He held up a hand.
