Tara didn’t get much sleep despite Katie’s best efforts to make her comfortable.  She still couldn’t accept the fact that Jaime was gone and that the last words she spoke to him were in anger.

In the morning, Katie managed to get Tara to eat a slice of wheat toast and drink a glass of orange juice.

“I think I need to go to Jacobson Mergers and let them know what happened,”  said Tara.

“Don’t you think the police are already there?  I’m sure they were planning on questioning some of the people Jaime worked with to see if he had any enemies there.”

Tara began to cry.

“I’m sorry, Tara.  I can’t imagine how you feel.  Is there anything I can do that will help?”

“Thank you, Katie, but, no, there really isn’t.  I just can’t stop thinking about the angry words that I said to him before he was …”

She couldn’t say the word.

“That is quite upsetting, I am sure, but you can’t go through the rest of your life beating yourself up about that.  It will take time, I know, but you’ll have to find a way to forgive yourself for that.”

“Why would someone do such an awful thing?  Who could’ve wanted Jaime dead?”

“Maybe, the person didn’t plan to kill Jaime when he or she stopped by.  Maybe they argued and it happened in the heat of the moment.”

“I suppose that could be true, but wouldn’t that make it a crime of passion?  There would have had to be extremely strong feelings that played into a scene like that.”

“Oh, my, I think we may have seen too many mystery t.v. shows or read too many mystery novels.  We just need to let the police do their job.”

“But, what am I supposed to do now?”     Tara looked despondent.