“I didn’t!”
“Then why is her blood on your sweater?”
“I don’t know.”
“She was terminal, Leo, but you couldn’t wait to inherit, could you? Take him downtown, Sarge. I’ll talk to the husband.”
“Andy’s downstairs, Lieutenant.”
“Andy, where’d you get the blood?”
“After I … uh … after she experienced the blow to her head, I did a venapuncture on her, Jack. I am a doctor, after all. Then I poured it on Leo’s sweater. I’ll inherit the whole $20 million estate once Leo’s convicted.”
“You mean HALF the estate, don’t you, Andy?”