MY HUSBAND IS NOT A MURDERER
EPISODE 035
Back in Roy's SUV.
Roy was stunned and gulped to himself upon hearing the actual incident. He just gawked at Oliv without a word coming out of his mouth.
“I know you're very hurt. You used to love my family too. You even respect my father when you don't know he's a psychopath.
You're also Arthur's only friend at school, even though he's your underclassman. And you were also the only person who loved me selflessly back then.” Oliv's eyes glazed over.
“Enough, Liv. Stop it!” Roy does not want to repeat his dark time again.
“At that time you were only 17 years old, so, I'm sure you were confused and hurt, but, no one cares about you at all. No one apologizes to you.
I know it's too late, but, let me apologize to you. I'm sorry, Roy.” Dropped Oliv's tears on his cheek.
Likewise with Roy who looks will cry when you remember that time.
“However, you better not be angry and hateful to Arthur. He didn't do anything wrong. I was wrong. I was the one who killed that poor village farmer.
Isn't that exclusive news to you? I know you're getting a lot of money and fame out of it. Then stop bothering Arthur, you son of a bitch!”
Oliv's cries grew louder and sobbing. He got out of Roy's car, then left in a taxi.
Roy sculpting. She didn't stop Oliv or say a word to him.
***
It was late afternoon. The sun began to lean west. Temperatures reaching 20 Degrees Celsius, is the highest temperature in the city.
Inside his craft shop, Igor again listened to the sound of the accomplice from the laptop. He connected the headset pad so that the sound was clear enough.
Tens or even thousands of times Igor listened to the tape over and over again. He heard another voice heard on the tape.
A hard object bumped into each other. Igor was convinced that the Foot was somewhere. Igor thought out loud, what was the sound of the objects hitting each other.
“Honey!” Oliv's coming. Igor quickly shut down and unplugged the headset from his laptop.
“You're coming?” Igor stood near Eva.
“Yes. Be sitting. I want to talk to you.” Eva put a medium-sized backpack on the table, then sat down.
Igor was stunned to see that backpack. It was his old backpack, which was carried by Fredrik when Igor exiled himself.
“Sit, Darling.” Eva grinned widely. Back to the plan. She deliberately did that to see her husband's reaction.
“Good.” Igor is sitting down. “What's this bag?”
“This Arthur bag. Fredrik kept this while he was alive. I got this bag from his wife. Wow, I'm so lucky this bag fell into my hands.” Eva smile.
“Lantas, what does that have to do with you?” His face was smiling, but his heart would be dislodged when he saw the bag. Igor must keep pretending in front of his wife, even though he does not know, Eva already knows everything.
“Of course it has something to do with me. I'll try to catch Arthur alone.”
Under the table, Igor squeezed his own hand. Panicked
“Self?”
“Ya.” Eva nodded. “Jurisdiction and my team are no longer holding this case, then, I will do it myself.”
“Then I need your help, dear.” Eva opens the backpack and pulls out Arthur's walkman.
DEG! Igor's heartbeats have started to fail because he saw his own walkman.
Not only that, Eva issued a picture book, which was given by the Boss of the owner of the expedition company, Arthur's workplace.
Every now and then Eva glanced and steady the expression of her husband who still looked as usual from the look on her face.
“Try that, Darling.”
Igor smiled and took a picture book. Lots of skeletal drawings from the craft on the drawing book paper. Some others are similar to crafts already on display in the store.
Casually, Igor continued to open the sheets one by one.
“I can be like you too. I can lie without blinking. Let's see, who's smarter lies among us,” Eva murmured inwardly.
“Arthur seems to have the same talents and skills as you. If looking from the skeleton made, he must have done the metal craftsman.
As he worked at a freight forwarding company, he told his boss he would save up and open his own metal shop and craft.
He sometimes makes his own things so as not to lose his skills. Even a person who doesn't know much can easily tell you that he has that talent.
If you ask the association for help, I might be able to find a list of people who tend to create the same type of design and framework,” Eva said at length.
Igor smiled and closed the picture book. “That's impossible, dear. I needed and even had to look directly at the original work to find out.
It is very difficult to know the style of his craft - just by looking at these sketches and skeletons. I also don't know if he's making big things or just small accessories. It's hard to know that.
And I don't even know what ingredients he's using,” explains Igor.
“Hmm. So, let's go to Alex's house. Come with me. I'm sure we'll find some of Arthur's craft there. Other news has also been reported about it.
They flocked to Alex's house and recorded everything there. I saw there was a craft or two in that place, when I saw the news.”
The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Igor and Eva looked at each other. Igor who is smart to hide expression and taste, as well as Eva who is an expert in reading the psychology of interlocutors.
“Are you busy today? If not, then come with me go there.”
“Yes, I'll go with you.” Igor smiled a little.
“Good. Let's just say we're dating together.” Eva put the walkman and picture book back in the bag and stood up. “I will prepare the car, get out immediately if you are ready.”
Eva waved her hand and left from Igor's shop.
Igor took a deep breath, then exhaled back. Keep doing that over and over again.
Sometimes he holds his chest. She was in shock and felt claustrophobic seeing her walkman in Eva's hands.
How smart and perfect Igor could be to hide something, there must be a gap to it.
As the saying goes ‘How good a squirrel jumps, will surely fall also’.
They both finally left. Igor sits in the steering wheel and Eva is next to him. The car drove through the highway.
That day the road was quite quiet, Igor was able to carry a car at high speed, without worrying about crashing into another passing car.