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for about half an hour and then went upstairs to be with Ann.
When I got into our room, right away it felt funny. It was too quiet, there was
a pall in the air. I called out, Ann, where are you? She didn’t answer. That’s wasn’t
like her, you know. Ann talks her head off.”
    Frank’s
head suddenly dropped into his hands again, as if he were trying to hide from
the awful memory.
    “I
can’t go on,” he finally muttered.
    “You
can go on, Frank,” Cindy said softly. “You have to go on and tell me what
happened, every single detail.”
    “I
don’t know what happened. Ann didn’t answer. First I checked on the patio. You
know how much she loves sitting on patios, looking at the sky. So I went out
there, but there was no one on it. So, I kept calling Ann, Ann, then I went
over to the bed.” He stopped talking a moment as terror filled his face. “There
she was totally still, laying face down. But Ann never lays face down, and on
top of that, there was a pillow over her head. I reached down and shook her
shoulder, but it didn’t move. She didn’t move.  I shook it again and then
started screaming. No matter how loud I was screaming, she didn’t move. So I
grabbed the house phone and called downstairs for a doctor. I thought she had a
heart attack.”
    Cindy’s
heart pounded violently as she listened to every word.
    “The
medical people came up in a second and pushed me away from the bedside. They flipped
her onto her back, started pounding on her chest, breathing in her mouth.
Finally, the doctor turned to me and said, “She’s gone.”
    “Bring
her back,” I yelled. “He said, I can’t.”
    “What
about the scratches on her neck?” Cindy could barely speak.
    “They
saw them later,” Frank eyes were twitching. “Thick scratches in her skin.”
    “Was
there blood?” asked Cindy.
    “I
don’t think so,” said Frank. “I have no idea why they think I did it? We were
here for a vacation, I loved Ann.”
    “I
know you did, Frank,” Cindy whispered.
    “All
my life I loved her, I was good to her.”
    “Yes,
you were,” said Cindy, “I told that to the police. Tell me, was there anyone
who had anything against Ann, Frank?”
    “What
are you talking about?” his voice got garbled again.
    “Somebody
killed her. Who would want to do that? What’s the reason?” Cindy felt the blood
rush to her face.
    “I
have no idea, none at all,” Frank’s tortured voice rose louder. “Everyone loved
her, she had a thousand friends. As soon as she met someone, Ann made friends
with them. She didn’t hold a grudge, she wasn’t a fighter, she took things as
they came.” The vein in Frank’s neck stuck out strongly.
    “It’s
okay, calm down,” Cindy tried to quiet him.
    “I
can’t calm down,” Frank shouted loudly, “I never will.” I can’t bear this, not
any of it. I’ve got to get out of here.”
    “Don’t
worry, don’t worry,” Cindy put her hand over his, “I’ll bail you out as soon as
I can.”
    *
    When
Cindy stepped out of the room with Frank, Trage was outside waiting.
    “My
brother in law doesn’t belong in custody,” Cindy said quickly. “I’m bailing him
out.”
    Trage
looked surprised. “It’s a fairly large bail,” he said quietly.
    “Large
or small, I’ll do it,” said Cindy,” It’s wrong, it’s not fair and I’m bailing
him out.”
    “I
don’t think it’s a good idea,” said Trage slowly.
    Cindy
was incensed. “Frank’s not a flight risk. I’ll hold all his possessions and
personally guarantee that we’ll stay in Bermuda until he’s cleared.”
    “I
get it, I get it,” said Trage, somewhat tentatively. “I’ll see what I can do.
    Cindy
felt a huge sense of relief at the idea of getting Frank out of custody. That
was a good sign, she thought, that things would move in their direction. She’d
get Frank out of jail and cleared and find out what happened to Ann. Then what
would happen? Cindy couldn’t bear to think of how life would be without