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"Yes, I got home midafternoon after a nightmare flight, feeling stressed. I opened the front door and . . . and she was there. I screamed. I nearly blacked out. I called the cops immediately."
"And when did you notice the food?"
"When they walked me through the home. It wasn't just the food. There were a few things that didn't make sense. Like my plaid shirt was downstairs on the couch. One of the towels had been moved in the bathroom and was on the bed. Things she wouldn't have done."
"Anyone else in her life?" Connor asked the hard question.
"No, I'd swear it. I mean, she was either at work or at home. I had access to her phone, and she to mine. We didn't have secrets from each other at this time. I opened her phone for the cops and showed them. There were a few calls from her work and all my calls and texts. Nothing else. Nothing suspicious."
"Anyone causing problems for her, anything she spoke to you about? Conflict, issues in her life? From work, from neighbors, from anyone random?"
"Nothing. She was very busy at work, as was I. She was a manager at an insurance firm. I'm an industrial engineer."
Neither of those jobs sounded as if they could have triggered crime.
"Did your wife ever know, or associate with, a woman called Caroline Elder?" Connor asked, naming the first victim. Cami knew that he was hoping for a link.
"I don't recall that name at all," Mr. Williams said. "The police also asked me that. We even went through her phone, looking for anyone by that name. No links to her that we could find. I think she also lived in the area, the cops said, but beyond that they weren’t connected.”
So, the phone had already been opened and examined and that meant there was nothing for Cami to do in that regard.
She had something else to ask, though. "Why did you say you don't have secrets at this time?" she asked curiously.
He turned his reddened gaze to her. "I do know that before we met, my wife went through a rough time. She had some sort of trouble in her past, but that was from years ago. We've been married three years."
"What sort of trouble?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. She never wanted to talk about it. She used to get irritated with me when I asked, so I left it."
"What's her maiden name?" Cami asked.
"Gibson," he replied. "And she's always lived in Boston. That I do know."
"Thank you," Connor said, getting up. "If you think of anything else that might be helpful, let us know. My condolences again."
He handed the husband his card, and they left.
Before they were even out of the house, Cami already had her phone out and was researching.
There had been trouble in Shiree Gibson's past, from before she and her husband were married.
Had it come back to haunt her?
CHAPTER SIX
"Shiree advertised where she was, and what she was doing, online. A lot, and publicly, and I think it got her into trouble," Cami said to Connor. She was sure that Shiree’s actions had made it easy to attract unwanted attention into her life, especially if she’d had a stalker or someone who’d threatened her in the past.
"Trouble on that scale might have involved an arrest or a court case,” he pointed out.
“In which case, there’ll be a record?” Cami confirmed, already busy on her phone.
“Look it up. You can access the police databases if you need to. You know the password you used last time? Or else, I can do that."
"I'm already on it," she reassured him as she climbed into the car. She couldn't work any faster than she was going already. And she did remember the password.
Shiree Gibson. Who was she? And what had her life been like before it changed and she met her current husband? Social media might not provide many hints on that, but Cami checked all the same. When she looked there, she did find something that interested her—Shiree had been very open about her check-ins and travels.
"Interesting," Connor observed, peering over her shoulder.
