She Killed Them All to Save Her Sister

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Silvia gave me a faint smile.

"It's not just you I suspect. Until this case is solved, anyone could become a target of my suspicion."

I looked at how completely serious her face was.

I gave a bitter little laugh.

"True enough. Anyone can be a target."

I didn't say anything more to her. I went back inside and looked at the photo of my husband, Fred.

Thinking of all the little moments we'd shared.

I couldn't stop the tears.

"Blanche, would you mind if I borrowed some of your water to boil a pot for drinking?"

I heard Silvia's voice.

I quickly wiped my eyes.

I came out.

Silvia and her colleague were looking at me.

Silvia asked,

"Have you been crying?"

"I'm fine. It's only four husbands, isn't it? It's not the first time. Nothing worth crying over."

I walked up to her and took the kettle from her hands. "Let me."

Silvia smiled.

"Thank you for the trouble."

"It's nothing."

I turned and went into the kitchen.

The faucet switch was set to purified water.

My hand paused, and I quickly turned the valve over to tap water.

I filled the kettle.

Once it had boiled, I brought it out to Silvia.

"If you need tea leaves, I have some in the house."

Silvia paused.

"Tea? That would be wonderful. We really do get drowsy on the night shift."

I fetched them some tea, then turned back into the kitchen, switched the faucet to purified water again, and filled a can using the sprayer.

"Blanche?"

The voice behind me startled me, and my hand jerked.

I turned around. It was Silvia.

She glanced at the sprayer I was using to fill the can and asked,

"What's this for?"

"The flowers on the balcony haven't been watered in a while," I said.

"Oh." Silvia smiled and said, "My colleague and I are going to order takeout. Would you like something? My treat."

"Thanks. I'll take a stir-fry of shredded pork and beans."

I said it, then went out to the balcony to water the plants.

After dinner, I went back to my room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I faintly heard voices. I walked quietly to the door and listened.

It was Captain Chavez and Silvia, talking about the case.

Silvia said, "Captain, how's the investigation going?"

Captain Chavez sighed. "On the day it happened, someone did come by. It was raining that day, and she was carrying an umbrella."

"Based on our checks, it's very likely she was the victim's lover."

"A lover?" Silvia sounded puzzled. "You don't think it was a crime of passion, do you?"

Captain Chavez said,

"Kevin's already taken a team out to keep an eye on the woman quietly. For now, we can't rule that out."

Silvia said, "If that's the case, should I go help watch her too? Because from what we can see so far, Blanche really didn't have the time or the opportunity to do it."

Captain Chavez said, gravely,

"But she's still a suspect. Especially given what we've got so far. Before she went back to her parents' place, she'd quarreled with the victim more than once, and she'd even brought up divorce."

"So we can't rule out that she had a motive. You'd better stay here and keep a close watch on her."

Bang! That was as far as I could listen.

I threw the door open and shouted at Captain Chavez and Silvia,

"Are you two even human?"

"My husband is dead. This is already my third husband, and every single time you turn up nothing. Now, instead of working the case, you just keep suspecting me?"

"When my husband died, I'd already been home a full three days. So you tell me, how was I supposed to poison my husband from a thousand miles away?"