“We weren’t able to have a baby, and I know that’s what made him stray.” Her voice was low as she stared at the door that her husband was behind.
“Amanda was there for you during the hard times.” It was a statement easily made. Amanda just seemed like the kind of person friends would lean on.
“She was. She was kind and didn’t judge me for not leaving him. She would tell me everything would work out as God planned.” She turned her head so she could look at me, woman to woman.
“I miss her.” Tears started to flow down her cheeks, and I felt bad for her, losing her closest friend in a time where she needed her the most.
“Was Amanda seeing anybody? We know she had left her boyfriend and had eyes on Neil. But your husband mentioned hickeys and red marks. Both of those lead us to think she had a lover. If you were her closest friend, then maybe she confided in you?” I hope this led somewhere, otherwise we were back to nothing but the scent of shoe polish as our only connection to the murder and Lisa’s almost-murder.
I could tell she was trying to think over what she and Amanda had talked about in the last few weeks, and then a light bulb went off in her head.
“I noticed those too but didn’t say anything. She did mention something happening at the hospital but didn’t tell me who. I wanted her to live a little outside of work, so I was hoping she took my advice to have a fling in the storage room.”
Interesting that she told her to go out and sex it up.
“She’s young and could have fun before settling down. It may not be the church way of waiting till marriage, but I just wanted her to be happy. She made so many people happy; she deserved some too.” Sarah smiled slightly, and all I could do was think about how there was another person in the picture. But who?
An hour later, Robert, his wife, and his lawyer were walking out of the station.
I wasn’t ready to be still, and I had a new lead to go on, so I drove to the hospital.
Hopefully I would be able to flush out more information about who Amanda had been seeing.
