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someone to take care of the stuff he neglected.”
    Do tell. “What sort of stuff , besides the pool, was her husband neglecting?”
    Trenton hunched his shoulders in a shrug, a lackluster gesture at best. “No clue. She hired me to take care of the pool and that’s what I did.”
    “Did Mrs. Grayson seem worried about anything lately that you’re aware of?”
    Jess would ask the husband that question as well. She hadn’t gotten to interview him at the scene, which was understandable. He had followed the coroner’s vehicle back to Cooper Green. He was most unhappy that his ex-wife had not been instructed to back off. In fact, according to what Jess had overheard the other cops outside saying, Grayson and Baron had carried on quite the screaming match outside the murder scene. Dr. Leeds, the official coroner of record on the case, had stood his ground on having her at his side and that was that.
    “She never mentioned anything to me.” Trenton made a face that suggested he’d just remembered something. “She did complain that since her husband was never home and she got no breaks that the kid was driving her nuts. I didn’t pay much attention though. That’s what I hear from most of the wives. Sometimes it’s a come on,” he added bluntly, “but not with Mrs. Grayson. She wasn’t interested.”
    “Interested in what exactly?” Jess closed the file and waited for his response. The man had no shame. She agreed with Harper. Trenton was far too shallow to have invested enough emotion to murder a victim the way Gabrielle Grayson had been murdered.
    “In sex.” He lifted his shoulders and let them drop in another lackadaisical shrug. “Some are lonely, others just need a little excitement in their lives. It’s one of the perks that comes with the job, you know. A fringe benefit.”
    “Do the wives pay you for these additional services? We do have laws against that sort of transaction, Mr. Trenton. But then you’re aware of that, aren’t you?”
    His posture tensed just the slightest bit. “I don’t get paid for sex anymore, Chief Harris. That was a past life I don’t care to revisit. I maintain very expensive pools for very wealthy people. If I provide an extra service here and there or just a little intimate companionship I get a better tip, that’s all.”
    Jess resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “But Mrs. Grayson is not wealthy, correct? And she didn’t live in one of the mansions you typically cater to.”
    He exhaled a big breath. “All right. You got me. Mrs. Grayson’s pool wasn’t on my regular billing plan. She paid me what she could afford. But I would have done it for free for the rest of my life if she’d let me. But she wouldn’t. This year, she even insisted on paying me the same as everyone else since her finances were better.”
    “Why is that, Mr. Trenton?” Guys like Trenton rarely did anything nice for anyone other than themselves. The comment about Grayson’s improved finances she would follow up on soon enough. “Why would you have worked for free for Mrs. Grayson?”
    “Three years ago I did a stint in rehab.” He puffed out a big breath. “Gabrielle was the head nurse. She helped me through it. I would never’ve gotten my act together again without her help, and I didn’t make it easy for her to help me, trust me. I owe her my life.”
    The seconds ticked off as his admission elbowed its way into what Jess had surmised about him. She hadn’t expected honesty or compassion and it felt as if she’d just gotten both. She suspected there was more behind that peacockish facade he paraded. “Thank you, Mr. Trenton.” She scooted back her chair and stood. “If we have additional questions we know where to find you. Be advised that you’ll need to remain available until this investigation is closed.”
    “You got a pool, Chief Harris?” he asked, his gaze blatantly roving over her as he got to his feet. “My rates are reasonable and I’ve never had a