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Champ held another paper high above her head for a moment so that everyone could see it. “This is Jacqueline Blue’s answer to Mr. Bell’s refusal:

Victor:

I have never been kicked in the stomach by a steel-toed boot, but it can’t possibly hurt more than your last message.

She handed all three papers over to the clerk and turned back to Victor.

“Mr. Bell, do you have a steady girlfriend?”

“No.”

“Would it be fair for me to say that you lied to Miss Blue about having one to avoid having sex with her?”

“Yes.”

“Did you ever tell her that stalking someone who is clearly not interested in that attention is against the law?”

Keith objected and the judge sustained, so Victor couldn’t answer that question.

“How did you feel when Miss Blue compared your refusal to being kicked by a steel-toed boot?”

Victor shrugged. “I figured she’d be mad at me for a couple of months and then e-mail me again.”

“In other words, she was obsessive and relentless. Correct?”

Victor sighed. “Yes.”

“Thank you—no further questions.”

I begged Keith not to cross-examine Victor but he just shrugged me off and sauntered up to the witness stand.

“Good morning, Mr. Bell.”

“Good morning, Mr. Williams.”

“Can we drop the formality just a little? I’d like you to call me Keith and I’ll call you Victor. Would that be all right with you?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, Victor. Did I hear you say a moment ago that you do not have a steady girlfriend?”

“Yes.”

“In other words, after Annabelle Murray was murdered, you were too grief-stricken to take on another lover?”

“Yes.”

“So you freely admit that at the time of her death, you and Annabelle Murray were lovers?”

“Yes.”

“Were you aware that Annabelle Murray was a married woman?”

“Yes.”

“And it didn’t bother you?”

Victor shrugged. “I didn’t know her husband.”

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