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putting this. “He was shot.” I thought I saw the corners of Anatoly’s mouth twitch in amusement.
    “I don’t understand.”
    “I know it’s shocking. We have no idea who did it—a burglar maybe. Leah’s an absolute wreck. Would it be all right if Jack spent the night with you?”
    “Of course, of course.” Miranda sounded a little dazed. “Consuello will make sure he’s comfortable.”
    Sorry, Consuello, you lose. “Great, Leah will pick him up tomorrow, before nine.”
    “No rush, you can pick him up as late as eleven-thirty if you like. Just…give Leah hugs and kisses from us.”
    “Will do. I’ll have Leah call before she comes over.” I hung up just as Anatoly was pulling into a parking spot five blocks away from my home.
    He tossed the keys onto my lap and made eye contact with Leah through the rearview mirror. “Leah, I’m going to have to ask you a few questions.”
    “No more questions. I can’t take it.”
    Anatoly sighed. We both got out of the car and Anatoly opened the door for Leah. “I know how hard it is to lose someone you care for,” he said, “but if you’re going to get through this, we’re going to have to put the pieces together so we can figure out what happened tonight.”
    “The police are already doing that.”
    “Yeah, but unlike the police, Anatoly works for us, not the state,” I said. “He’ll be more sensitive in his approach to this and he’ll conduct his investigation in a way that will best ensure your protection.”
    “ My protection? Do you think whoever did this is planning on shooting me?”
    No, I thought that the police had plans to arrest her for being the “whoever” who did this. “I think you should answer Anatoly’s questions.”
    Leah shifted her weight from foot to foot. She is an inch taller than me, but right then she seemed much smaller.
    Anatoly put a gentle guiding hand on her shoulder. “Let’s walk.”
    Leah nodded and fell into step with him as I trailed behind.
    “When was the last time you saw Bob?”
    God, Anatoly’s tone sounded so comforting that even I felt myself lulled into a sense of tranquility.
    “This morning when he…told me.”
    Anatoly nodded and slowed his pace. “Sophie tells me you went to see Bob’s secretary after you left her place a little after five.”
    “Erika wasn’t home.”
    Anatoly’s pace didn’t change but his shoulders seemed to get a little more rigid. “What did you do then?”
    “I parked my car in front of her house and waited for about a half hour. Then I just drove. Erika lives in Daly City, so I got back on Highway 1 and drove down the coast for a while. Then I came back up to the city and drove around the Presidio. I just drove.”
    “So you have no—you were alone.” His voice remained steady.
    “Yes, that’s right. I needed some space so I could figure out how to get Bob back, and now—now he’s gone forever. I’m a widow.” She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at me. “I don’t know how to be a widow, Sophie.”
    Leah didn’t look so steady on her feet, and I contemplated whether it was necessary to remind her to breathe.
    “Let’s keep walking,” Anatoly said. We all resumed our journey to my apartment. “When you came home did you see anything unusual? Any people walking around nearby or cars pulling out of parking spots?”
    “No, nothing unusual or out of place. I don’t think there were any pedestrians out, and the streets were quiet. I had no idea…I just had no idea.”
    “Was the front door locked when you came in?”
    “Yes, double locked. Bob is always so careful.”
    I stopped myself from correcting her use of the present tense.
    “Sophie said that when you got inside there were a few frames containing your wedding pictures that had been smashed on the floor.”
    “In the living room, next to him. The rest of the house was in order, just as I had left it. But all three of the framed photos we display in the living room had been broken,