“If you ask me,” he says, “that attic is a hazard. Seems like it’s far too easy to get locked up there.” He leans back again, his voice returning to a normal volume. “It’s a shame that happened to your husband. I’m sure my buddy in the coroner’s office will also agree. It’ll have to be a cautionary tale, won’t it?” “Yes,” I finally manage. “A cautionary tale.” Detective Connors gives me one last long look. And then he goes back upstairs to join his colleagues. And I realize something incredible. I’m not going to walk out of here in handcuffs after all.
