Buried: Mystery Series (My Murder Mysteries #2)

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shoulders. However, justice was not yet served, so although Evelyn knew what happened to her sister, and how she died, the killer was not yet found, and that was my main purpose for coming to see her.
    Previously, I had done some research about Eve and discovered that she had divorced and filed an official complaint about her ex-husband stating that he had assaulted her on several occasions. However, before any further action could be taken, Eve was killed. This made me very suspicious of her ex-husband, whose name was Kurt Roberts.
    "Mrs. Drake," I asked Evelyn, "I know this is hard for you, but I need to talk to you about Eve."
    "Of course," said Evelyn, gathering herself together. "Come inside, please."
    She invited Graham Mitchell and me inside, and we sat down with her. I decided that I needed to get this out the way for her as quickly as possible, so I asked the questions straight away.
    "We need to establish when you last saw Eve, if you can remember," I asked the poor oldwoman.
    "Of course I can remember," replied Evelyn. "It was the day she went missing, or died, as we know now. God, I still can't get over it. Deep down, I knew that she was dead, but I had hoped it was a quick and painless death, not one like this. Who can do such a thing?" she asked.
    "In time, you will find the answer to that," I replied, trying to reassure her. "But for now, we need to establish a few basic facts about Eve's life, particularly about the day she went missing. Can you tell us if she made any unusual calls, or if she was behaving strangely?"
    "No, that's the thing! She was behaving normally. I just don't understand", Evelyn replied.
    "Did Eve have any enemies?"
    "Well, there was the obvious one," said Evelyn. "Her husband was the horrible one. He hit her a few times, you know?"
    "We've read the files about that," I said, trying not to go into any details about it, "but do you really think he was capable of killing her?"
    "Well, it's been decades since I saw him last. I saw him just before the divorce, but I don't know where he is now. But he was a very aggressive man, and it was his way or no way. That's what it was like around him."
    "Okay," I said. "And is there anyone else who hated Eve?"
    "I don't think so. Not with a passion, anyway."
    I decided to leave things there.
    "There is one more thing," said Evelyn.
    I was intrigued.
    "Go on," I said to her. Mitchell was ready with his notepad.
    "Well, I think Kurt was stalking Eve."
    "Why do you think that?" I asked her, rather interested by this revelation.
    "Eve carried pepper spray. And another thing – a few days before Eve died she was on the telephone to Kurt. I was round her house, and she mentioned his name a few times."
    "What did she say to him?" I asked, somehow thinking that this piece of information could be important.
    "Well, I remember a bit of it that's stuck with me for the rest of my life. Eve said to Kurt, 'I know it's you. I know it's you who is standing at my window all the time'."
    "Did you asked her about it?" I asked, mildly intrigued.
    "I tried to, but she just talked about something else instead. I tried to help her, I really did, but now I realize if I could have helped her, maybe she wouldn't have died!"
    Evelyn broke down into tears. I sat her down, calmed her down and left.
    The next thing we had to do was trace Kurt Roberts. He was around somewhere, and I knew it. I knew that at this point in the case it was probable that he was the murderer.
    We found him. He was living in the next town to us. We approached him as he was standing talking to someone in the middle of the street. We were able to trace him so easily because we went to his flats first, and a neighbor told us that he had gone out downtown. I was prepared for a chase.
    Just as we expected, as we approached him he said, "I've done nothing wrong."
    "We'd like you to answer a few questions down at the station, if you don't mind," said Mitchell.
    He then decided to run off, and he was a fast

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