“I set him up with some home workout equipment, and he gave me a key so I could get in when he was at work to put it together.”

“Did you give the key back to him?”

She thought about that for a moment. “You know, I don’t think I ever did. Hmmm.”

With a glance, Sam handed the ball to Freddie.

“Oh, um, what was the nature of your relationship with the senator, Ms. Svendsen?” he asked.

Sam had never seen him so tongue-tied around a woman and planned to poke at him about it the moment they left.

“Mostly we had sex.”

Freddie’s face flushed with embarrassment.

Sam sat back to enjoy the show. Folding her arms, she sent the message that she had no plans to bail him out.

“Could you, or I mean, would you mind if I asked you to be more specific about the, ah, sex you had with the senator?” Using Sam’s words, he added, “Was it, um, the usual deal or more?”

Seeming to cue in to Freddie’s exquisite discomfort, Elin smiled as she leaned toward him. “It was more, Detective. Much more. We were very well matched sexually.”

Freddie cleared his throat.

“Were you still tearing up the sheets with the senator when he was killed?” Sam asked, realizing they were going to be there all day if she waited for Freddie to get on with it.

“No, we called it off a month or so ago.”

“Who’s doing?”

“Mine.” She shrugged. “I was getting bored. It was time to move on.”

“How did he take it when you ended it?”

“He was fine with it. This wasn’t a love match, Sergeant. It was purely physical.”

“Did he ever try to bring other people into the relationship.”

“He did more than try.” Elin seemed to be enjoying the effect she was having on Freddie. “We had a couple of memorable threesomes.”

Sam glanced at Freddie to find his mouth hanging halfway open. She wanted to smack it shut.

“Male or female?” Sam asked.

“One of each on two separate occasions.”

“Who sought out the extra parties?” Sam asked.

“I did. I know a lot of people from working here, and it was easier for me in light of who he was.”

“What was his interaction with the other guy?”

“Hardly any. He was for me, not John.”

“So John didn’t have any kind of sex with him?”

Elin thought about that for a minute. “I think the guy sucked John’s dick, but John didn’t do anything to him.”

“Did these ‘extras’ know who he was?”

“Nope. We just introduced him as ‘John.’ We didn’t get into our life stories.”

Sam left her with the standard line about staying available.

“Detectives?” Elin said as they headed for the door.

They turned back to her.