Page 20 of Wild Wolf
"You think I'm some kind of suspect, don't you?"
"Like I said, it's standard for us to interview spouses after an incident like this. It's my understanding you just went through a contentious divorce.”
He laughed. "Contentious might be kind. It was fucking horrible. Still is. I guess,wasnow."
"Seems like things might have worked out for you in a strange way," I said.
His brow wrinkled with annoyance. "Excuse me?"
"Well, it was my understanding you are, or were, in a bitter custody battle. Looks like you’ll be getting the kids full-time now."
He took a deep breath. "I guess you're right. I hadn’t really thought about that. I'm still in a daze, as you can imagine.”
“When was the last time you saw your wife?” I asked.
“I try to see my ex-wife as little as possible.”
“Do you remember a specific date?”
“I don’t know. It’s been a couple days, at least. I don’t want to get any more specific than that without checking my calendar. Wouldn’t want you people to think I was lying if I get a detail wrong.”
“So, you didn’t stop by the house tonight?”
“No. I try not to go over there unannounced. The last time I did, she was banging the pool boy on the couch.”
I lifted a curious brow. “Really?”
“She was banging everybody. I think she was doing it just to get under my skin. She knew it would get back to me.”
“Did it?”
“Get back to me? Hell yes. My friend lives right across the canal. He can see everything that happens over there.”
“Did it get under your skin?”
“It got under my skin when we were married. Now, I don’t give a shit.”
“Who’s your friend that lives across the canal?”
“Trent Carter. Why?”
“It’s possible he may have seen something tonight.”
Momentary concern flashed on his face. “You should talk to him.”
“We intend to," I said. "I'll need to get his contact information.”
"Sure," he stammered.
"How did you say you cut your finger again?"
Grant looked at it. "I don't know. I think maybe I cut it with an X-Acto knife."
"What were you doing?"
"I don't really remember. Opening a product or something. I couldn't find any scissors, and you know how they make packages these days, you can't get into the damn things. I think they do it on purpose. They don't want you taking anything back. You have to destroy the packaging just to get into it."
He had a point.
