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“What about that last guy, the one before her husband?  Saltz.”

Robbie shook his head as he openly scoffed.  “Salt shaker?  We never got along either.  He’s a little more common than my usual associates.”

“Salt shaker, I like that.  Were you having physical relations with her when she was with him… too?”

“I’m nearing the end of the question and answer period Detective.  But, I don’t want to leave you with anything other than pure thoughts about our ‘physical relationship’ as you so deftly refer to it.  I introduced Teri to a wonderful world of physical freedom.  Now, you can interpret that any way you wish.  But, she loved it and she would have jumped at the opportunity to become Mrs. Baron.”

That piqued Sam’s attention.  “Why didn’t she?”

“She didn’t really fit.”

Sexually?”

“Sexually she was up for anything.  That’s what I loved about her.  She was my little marionette.”

Sam seemed to sense that he had only a few questions left.  “Mr. Baron, we appreciate your candor so much, but you skirted the question and we are trying to solve a murder here.  Mr. Saltz was her last boyfriend unless you were still sleeping with her.”

Wow.  I’m watching through this mirror and my heart is now pounding with anticipation of his response.  I truly didn’t like this guy and when he leaned forward and into the table I wanted to slap his arms off.  But, above that I wanted him to say no.

“No, Detective, I wasn’t.  I don’t know what she saw in him.”

“Well, he does seem sure of his sexuality… doesn’t he?”  That comment was delivered like a spear and Robbie’s eyes made a dart in our direction.  Sam continued.  “Even I can see that.”