Page 139 of State of Grace (First Family 2)

“Invite his parents, sisters and girlfriend, too, will you?”

“I’ll take care of it. Thanks, Sam.”

“You got it. Now go nail that bitch Tiffany Thorn to the wall.”

Gonzo walked into the interrogation room with Cam, ready to do battle with Tiffany and her scumbag lawyer. Not all defense attorneys sank to the level of scumbags, but this one had that word stamped all over his cheap suit, greasy hair and sleazy smile. He didn’t recognize the guy from the PD’s office.

“Who are you?”

He slid a business card across the table that Gonzo ignored. “Von Cressley.”

Cameron turned on the recorder and made note of everyone present in the room.

Gonzo forced her to look at him by staring her down. “Mrs. Thorn, you were brought in as a person of interest in your husband’s murder—”

“I didn’t do it! I told you! I was out with my friends when he was killed. Have you even asked them? They’ll tell you I was with them. There was no way I could’ve done it.”

Gonzo placed the financial records on the table that showed a twenty-five-thousand-dollar cash withdrawal from a joint account shared by Tiffany and Bryson Thorn the day before the man was killed.

“We have video footage putting Mrs. Thorn at the branch office and receiving the withdrawal in cash.”

Her expression registered shock for a moment before it switched back to outrage.

“Can you please tell us what you used that money for?” Gonzo asked.

Tiffany’s gaze darted toward the lawyer, who brought the document in for a closer look.

“You can answer that question,” the lawyer said.

Tiffany obviously didn’t want to, which gave Gonzo tremendous satisfaction.

“I, uh, used it on a down payment on a new car.”

“In cash?” he asked, hoping his expression conveyed skepticism.

“That’s what they requested.”

“At what dealership?”

“I don’t recall the name.”

“What brand?”

“Lexus.”

“What city or town?”

“Rockville.”

Without blinking as he stared at her, Gonzo said, “Detective Green, will you please check with the Lexus dealership in Rockville and find out if they accepted a twenty-five-thousand-dollar down payment from Mrs. Thorn the day before yesterday or yesterday? We’ll wait.” He figured he’d let her hang herself even further before he showed his hand on the rest of what they knew.

Cameron stood and headed for the door. “Will do.”

Gonzo also stood. “We’ll be back when we confirm your story.”

“Wait!”

He turned, raising a brow in inquiry.