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“Walked. He didn’t have a car other than the one that was parked in front of your house all that day and well into the night. We confirmed that with witnesses from your old neighborhood.”

“He could have stolen a car,” she pointed out.

“That’s true. But no car was seen approaching the Richardses’ house that night except for David Katz’s.”

“Wasn’t it raining like crazy that night? How could anyone say for sure they didn’t see a car?”

“Fair point. Talk to me about the discovery of the murder weapon at your parents’ home.”

“What about it?”

“It was found behind a wall panel in your parents’ closet?”

“Okay. So?”

“Did you know about that panel?”

“No. I’d never been in their closet. I never had any reason to.”

“And one of the techs found it?”

“I think so.”

“You were there?”

“I had to be. I couldn’t leave my mother alone.”

“So you were there on the day of the murders and then afterwards?”

“Yes. Again, I couldn’t leave her alone.”

“And you never saw your father after the time of the murders?”

“No. I never left the house. I answered the door when you and your partner showed up that night.”

“That’s right.”

She looked at her watch. “Now, if there’s nothing else?”

“There’s just one thing.”

“Yes?”

“How did the gun get in the closet?”

“What?”

“If your father didn’t come home after the murders, how did the gun he used to kill those people end up behind the panel in the closet?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“Maybe you were asleep? Or…?”

“Or maybe I was stoned out of my mind?” she said, a bitter look on her face.

“When we came to interview you later that night, you were sort of out of it.”

“Then there’s your answer. My father came home, hid the gun, and then left again. And neither my mother nor I saw him.”

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