When they arrived back at Tara’s home, Sergeant Ken Olsen was already there.
“He arrived about fifteen minutes ago,” said Eva. “I made coffee and gave him a cup. I just poured his second cup right before you two walked in the door.”
“Thank you, Eva,” said Tara.
“Sergeant Olsen, how good to see you again.”
“Mrs. Richardson, I hope you are well. I wanted to stop by because I have some information to share with you.”
Tara and Allen sat down at the kitchen table with Sergeant Olsen and Eva.
“You were, indeed, correct. Mr. Richardson has another wife. Her name is Melody Richardson. She is the only child of Cooper Fleming of Fleming Pharmaceuticals. She comes from a family of wealth, so why she thinks she has to have everything Mr. Richardson left is beyond me. She does have one son, whose father is, I’m sorry to say, Mr. Jaime Richardson. There was a paternity test done four years ago to prove that fact. She may have been trying to get money from Mr. Richardson back then because of their son. I still have some questions and will be speaking with Melody Richardson soon.”
“Well, Sergeant Olsen, you may want to do a bit of investigating of her and a gentleman before you actually question her,” said Allen.
“Why should I investigate her, and what gentleman?”
“I don’t know the gentleman, but she, apparently has another gentleman in her life, in an intimate way.”
“How do you know this?”
“Tara and I had a bit of a run-in with Melody at Murphy’s Funeral Home this morning, and I quickly sized her up, and I was sure I had her figured out. You see, she was quite cold toward Tara and me. She told Tara she had known about Jaime’s marriage to Tara all along and that she was the reason that Jaime wouldn’t have children with Tara. It seems she didn’t want her son to have to share an inheritance. She seemed too interested in the money and in being in charge and not interested enough in the death of my son, so when Tara went to find Mr. Murphy, I remained with Melody and I asked her if she loved my son. She didn’t answer the question, but when I told her that I suspected that she didn’t, she didn’t protest. I told her that I know that my son didn’t love her, but that he did love Tara, and he loved his son, and I know this because he talked to me about his son and about Tara. He never talked about Melody. Of course, during the past two years, he didn’t talk to me much about anything, but I suspect he was miserable. He was being pressured by Melody and fighting with Tara and keeping secrets from Tara. Now he’s gone, and I suspect that Melody or her new gentleman friend may have something to do with that. Tara and I saw Melody meet with a man to go on a dinner date this evening. I believe he is also staying in the Wisteria Hotel. I do not know his name, but I’m sure you could easily find out.”
“Well, that is all very interesting. It appears that I have quite a bit more investigating to do. I should also be receiving the lab results from that statue I took from Mr. Richardson’s desk soon. Thank you for this information. I’ll be in touch.”
Sergeant Olsen left and Tara went to her art studio. Eva said she would fix dinner.
Tara sat and thought about Jaime. What Allen had said had hit her hard. She had thought that Jaime was simply working too hard; that he had become a workaholic, when in reality, he probably was being pressured and hounded by Melody about something. Melody probably wanted him to leave Tara. Then she had been pressuring him too, wanting to start a family and wanting him to spend more time with her. She missed him so much and it hurt her to know that he had been under so much pressure and couldn’t talk about it with her. She felt the tears streaming down her face.
Then she picked up a fresh canvas and began to paint.