At the Lawyer’s instruction he told the police he wouldn’t say anything more until he arrived. Marie on the other hand spilled her guts. She was so distraught over the death of her lover and confused how it had happened, she lost all control of herself. The cops used that as leverage to get her to admit all the details of her months long affair. Brad didn’t mind her babbling. She didn’t know anything about his ambush and couldn’t reveal anything incriminating.
After a long night and part of the next day, both husband and wife were released, but told not to leave town.
After weeks of questions and investigations, nothing incriminating was found about the shooting. Brad knew they were suspicious. But without evidence they had to categorize the shooting as a justified homicide. Breaking and entering one’s home in the middle of the night was certainly a crime. Any jury they could convene would consider it self defense. Even if there were unexplained questions the jury would give the home owner the benefit of the doubt.
Brad took his wife home on Sunday. She was a mess and apologized profusely for cheating until he finally told her to shut up. He already knew about everything of course, and managed to keep a confused look on his face as she blurted out all the sorry details. He was sorry having to end the young man’s life. But he couldn’t see another way to get rid of the bastard and regain his pride.
He went to work on Monday, leaving his wife to confront her own demons. She was a basket case when he got home. One of their neighbors was with her to keep her from going nuts.
That evening after a brief dinner he confronted her about the affair. She sobbed the whole time and she went through all the typical excuses an unfaithful wife utters when caught. It was just sex, it wasn’t love, she loved him, she would make it up to him if he’d forgive her, please forgive me I beg you, blah, blah, blah. All of her typical excuses went in one ear and out the other.
He had her served on Thursday at home. She still hadn’t returned to work and nearly collapsed when she was handed the divorce documents. Brad figured losing her husband and her lover in the same week must have been overwhelming. She was so distraught he took her to the emergency room to have her checked out when he couldn’t calm her down.
Brad packed a suitcase with Marie bawling like crazy. She kept begging him to stay and forgive her.
“What am I going to do now?” She sobbed.
With little concern he replied, “I have no idea. We’re going to divorce Marie. You’re not my problem anymore.”
“But I love you! I can’t live without you Brad!!”
When she kept on pleading, Brad finally told her cruelly, “Just go find another fuck buddy Marie. You seem to have no trouble finding them. Just make sure its one with a big dick like that ass hole you were fucking.”
That bitter reply had the poor woman sobbing inconsolably. He left the home that weekend never to return.
Brad was never charged with a crime. But the authorities were still watching him and asking people he knew about the homicide. With the cloud of suspicion hanging over his head his career suffered. No one wanted their financial assets handled by a possible criminal. He finally did leave his job. But found another one not long after and was paying his bills.