“Oh, Mr. Philip, where have you been? We’ve been so worried about you. We heard that you were arrested.”
I smiled at her patter and said, “Slow down, Martha. All in good time. Where’s Henry?”
“He’s out back.”
“Why don’t you go find him and bring him to the library? Then I’ll tell you both what’s been happening. This is Richard Greene, a private investigator I’ve hired to look into Lucinda’s murder.”
She said hello to Richard and escaped to find her husband. When she was out of earshot, I said, “Poor thing, I guess they’ve both been kind of adrift for the past week. I hated not to contact them, but Charles said it wasn’t a good idea.”
“Can we take a look at the murder scene while we wait?”