"Between 10 PM on December 17th and 3 AM on the 18th, was your husband with you?"
Mrs. Morrison thought for a moment, "No."
"Where did he go?"
"He went out to drink with a friend."
"Did he tell you that?"
"Yes."
"Did you verify which friend he was drinking with?"
"No, I trust him, that's the most basic thing between a husband and wife."
"Madam, I'm sorry.
Your husband betrayed your trust. That night, he didn't go out to drink with friends. Instead, he went to meet with Kilo Jones near Highway 1. Do you know why?"
Mrs. Morrison glanced at the bedroom, shook her head, "I don't know."
"Is there any grudge between your husband and Kilo Jones?"
"Not that I'm aware of."
"Do you have any suspects for who killed Kilo Jones?"
Mrs. Morrison looked down, "No."
"Where were you between 10 PM and midnight on December 25th?"
"At home."
"Can anyone confirm that?"
"My husband."
Luke stared at Mrs. Morrison, sensing she was lying.
