Treat Him Poorly
I read him his rights and surreptitiously glanced towards Collins. The stare-off ended soon enough and I turned back to McCain.
"Do you know why you have been called here?" I asked as I looked through the papers in front of me. There was nothing much written on it, but I had to act like we had a lot of incriminating information against him.
"I heard my wife was dead, so I assume that by relation, I am the first person that will be questioned if she died."
Wife, not ex-wife. How fascinating. I didn't correct him. I'd let him ramble on in this fantasy of his until I got concrete proof that he had been lying about whereabouts. Catch him in his lies.
"You're correct. You had access to the house, therefore, we need to follow procedure and interview you." I paused and looked at him intently. "You're free to consult your lawyer if you are uncomfortable or don't want to answer a question. Do you understand?" I pressed.