“That wouldn’t make him a killer,” Detective Wallace said, wanting to laugh, instead, he asked, “What else did he say?” When she said refused to pay him, do you know what the gardener said?” She asked, raising her voice. “What did he say?” Detective Wallace asked. “The gardener said, ‘If you don’t pay me, I’ll cut down your flowers, and while I’m doing that, I might just cut a chunk of that fat rear end. What do you think he meant?’” Mrs. Wilder asked, without waiting for an answer, she said, “I knew he was planning to kill her.” Ignoring her, Detective Johnson asked, “When does he cut the lawn?” “He’ll cut it tomorrow morning.” “We’ll be there,” Detective Wallace said, finishing his drink. +++ While driving to the office, discussing the case, Detective Johnson asked, …show more content…
Lincoln?” “I saw it on TV last night,” he said in broken English as tears filled his eyes, wiping them with his dirty shirtsleeve, he said, “My English isn’t good, Mrs. Lincoln was a lovely woman.” “I want to ask you some questions,” Detective Wallace said. “No problem, you don’t think I murdered her, now do you?” Turning off the lawn mower, he said, “I understand your need to find the killer. Even if we argued, Mrs. Lincoln was my friend. At Christmas time, she made cookies, candies, and always gave us fruits along with a ham. We made her tamales, she loved them.” A smile covered his suntanned face, as he talked about her, but an anguish look quickly replaced the smile when he mentioned somebody murdered her. “Let’s go over there,” the detective said, walking over and sat down on Mrs. Lincoln’s front porch.” After, asking numerous questions and discussing it with Detective Johnson, satisfied with Louie’s answers, Detective Wallace said, “You can finish cutting the lawn. Would you write down your telephone number and address, we might want to talk to you again. Please, don’t go out of town,” he said, handing him a pen and