know Frank Eagleton?’
‘Yes, he’s my boss.’
‘Is that all? Just your boss?’
‘What do you mean?’ she asked, tilting her head to the side and widening her dark brown eyes.
‘Are you or have you ever been romantically involved with Mr Eagleton?’
‘Romantically? No. He’s old enough to be my father.’
‘OK. Are you sexually involved with Mr Eagleton?’
‘Involved? What do you mean, involved?’ April asked.
Lucinda leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. ‘Have you ever engaged in sexual intercourse with Mr Eagleton or performed any other act that could be construed to be sexual in nature?’
‘Me? Mr Eagleton?’
‘Miss Flowers, please stop playing coy.’
April straightened her posture and folded her hands in a demure bundle on her lap. ‘Whatever do you mean, ma’am?’
‘I mean, miss, that Mr Eagleton already admitted to screwing around with you. Your avoidance of the question is annoying.’
‘Mr Eagleton . . .’ April pursed her lips and ran her tongue across them. ‘I can’t imagine what would have made Mr Eagleton say that.’
‘Do you know Candace Eagleton?’
‘Of course. She’s come into the office on several occasions. I haven’t seen her recently, though.’
‘Really? Are you sure you didn’t pay her a visit this morning?’
‘Why would I do that? Did something happen to Mrs Eagleton?’
‘Please answer the question, Miss Flowers. Did you go to the Eagleton home this morning?’
‘I was at work this morning,’ April said.
‘Have you ever been in the Eagleton home? Think before you answer, Miss Flowers. If we find your fingerprints in that house after you’ve denied being there, you will regret it.’
April rose to her feet and walked over to the exterior wall, leaning her forehead against the glass. She spun around and said, ‘You can’t tell Candace.’
‘Tell Candace what?’
‘You have to promise,’ April said and bit lightly on her lower lip.
‘I promise I will not say a word to Candace Eagleton.’
April sighed, walked back to her chair and flopped into it. ‘I did go there a couple of times. Once we made love in Candace’s bed. I know that was wrong – on so many levels. I just hate that woman for making it difficult for Frank and me to be together.’
‘You two had plans?’
‘Of course. We wanted to spend the rest of our lives together.’
‘But Candace was in the way?’
‘She knew about our affair but she still didn’t let him go.’
‘Did Candace tell you that?’ Lucinda asked.
‘Oh, no. I didn’t talk to Candace about that.’
‘Is that what Frank told you, then?’
‘He didn’t have to tell me. I knew he loved me. We were soulmates. I knew his heart’s desires without asking.’
‘Interesting, Miss Flowers. Mr Eagleton seems totally unaware that your relationship was anything but recreational.’
April furrowed her brow. ‘What do you mean by that?’
‘Mr Eagleton made it clear to me that he had no intention of leaving his wife. He said he loved her. He said you were simply a convenience. A sexual outlet.’
‘How dare you!’
Lucinda threw up her hands. ‘These are not my words, Miss Flowers. They came from the mouth of your sexual partner.’
‘You are lying. The moment Candace is out of the picture, we’ll be flying off to Reno to get married.’
‘Did Frank tell you that?’
‘Not in so many words.’
‘So when you found out your little fantasies about Frank Eagleton would never come true, because he would not leave his wife, you did the only other thing you could do, didn’t you?’
‘What?’
‘You killed Candace Eagleton, didn’t you?’
‘Killed? What are you talking about? She’s dead?’
‘Did Frank help you kill her?’
‘No. What are you saying?’
‘So you did it on your own?’
‘I didn’t say that. I didn’t do that. Whatever Frank did, he did it on his own. I had nothing to do with it.’
‘You think Frank killed his wife?’
‘I don’t