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Deflection seems like a good strategy right now. "You ready to explain thatprobablyto me yet?"
She's silent so long, I think she's going to refuse, but then she huffs out a long breath of air. "I was married."
Dark fury that another man called her wife rises up in me. I don't care if it is reasonable. Lucia is mine.
The only thing keeping me sane in that single word,was.
My jaw so tight, my back teeth are grinding, I ask, "Where is he?"
"That is not the question I expected you to ask."
Too bad. I repeat it. It is the question I want answered.
"In the cemetery."
The man is dead. Good. Lucia's soul is not dark like mine. She would not like it if I had to kill the man she married.
I pull the SUV onto the freeway. "Did you try to get pregnant with him?"
The idea is doing nothing to abate the rage inside me.
"I got pregnant the first year we were married, but I…" She pauses, her voice thready. "I tumbled down the stairs and lost the baby."
"I am sorry." Not words I usually say, but in this case, they are the only ones that matter.
How the hell did her husband fail to protect her from something like that happening? Or did he cause it?
My grip on the steering wheel is so tight, I'm surprised it doesn't crack under the pressure. "Did he push you?"
"No." Something in her voice tells me that's not the whole answer.
"Did the fall do damage to your reproductive system?"
"I don't know. Maybe. After I healed from the miscarriage, we didn't use birth control, but I never got pregnant again, not in two years."
"How often did you have sex?"
"I don't think that's any of your business."
"Tell me."
"Hardly ever," she huffs, crossing her arms under those generous breasts.
I reach over and run my hand along the tops. "Why?"
"He got busy with…with work and I…" Her voice peters out like she ran out of battery.
"You what?" Am I being intrusive? Hell, yes.
She'll get used to it. I'm not going anywhere. And I want to know everything about her.
"It was hard for me. Having sex with him. I think he suspected it. Losing the baby so late in my pregnancy was hard on both of us."
"But he's the reason you lost it." It's a shot in the dark, but I'm a damn good night sniper and I expect it to hit my target.
Her gasp and the way her body goes stiff tells me it does. "I never said that."
"He didn't push you down the stairs." She said that. "Were you running from him when you fell?"
