Deputy Hudson questioned me for the past hour and a half. Another officer stood guard, which was for the best—because I thought for sure Deputy Hudson was going to kill me or at least try. I don’t know how he knows Kelly, but I’m sure he does. He finally left me alone and scurried out when I refused to answer any more questions. I demanded my lawyer. I should have asked for one right away.

This is bad. This is really bad. They found Kelly in my home, stabbed to death. My fingerprints are going to be all over the place, all over her. We had rough sex and the note I left… Now that I think about it, it doesn’t look good. It doesn’t look good at all. But the texts from her husband are undeniable. There’s something there. They’ll have to investigate him because there’s no way they could ever believe that I would do this. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Kelly and I had a great time, and I loved her. She was there when I needed someone. I would never hurt her, but her husband would and has.

I stand up and pound on the one-way mirror, tears stream down my crumpled face.

“Get me my fucking lawyer!” I pick up a chair and throw it at the mirror. It bounces off and hits the ground.

11. Sarah Morgan

11

Sarah Morgan

Sheriff Stevens escorts me into a small room with a one-way mirror through which we can observe Adam. He’s visibly shaken, sitting at the table tapping his fingers, fighting back the tears, and contemplating.

“Have a seat.” Sheriff Stevens gestures to a chair.

I composed myself in the bathroom prior. I’m no longer here as Adam’s wife. I’m his lawyer. I’m Sarah Morgan, top criminal defense attorney. I must remind myself of that every minute or so. I have to be the strong and proficient woman I am. I know Adam didn’t do this. I honestly can’t believe that he would even be capable of hitting someone, let alone killing a person. But I also thought he would never cheat on me and, as the sheriff’s investigation shows, he has been—for at least a year, with this Kelly woman. I shake my head in disgust thinking about it. I can’t believe it. I don’t believe it yet. Not until Adam admits it to me. He couldn’t have done any of this.

I pull a notepad and a pen from my purse and look to Sheriff Stevens. “Just tell me the facts of the case.”

“Are you sure you want to hear this?”

“Yes, don’t spare any details.”