Watchers on the Wind

"I'm still shaking," Susie said, watching the ripples in her cup. "I've never killed anyone before."

The lawyer looked down at his notes. "This isn't looking good. We have premeditation. Removal of evidence. Hiding the murder weapon. Leaving the scene. I assume there is DNA evidence all over the car. Where is the car now?"

"Jason has it," Susie said.

"The ex-con just out of prison. This keeps getting worse."

Max tried to come to her defense. "This was all spur of the moment," he said. "Usually, we plan for weeks. Everything is all laid out. Nobody died until last week."

"Wait a minute," the lawyer said. "There's another murder? When?"

"The day I interviewed Jason for the job," Max said.

"You hired the ex-con to do the job?"

"He had all the skills we needed," Sadie piped in from the back of the room. "That's what got him in prison in the first place. We were actually setting him up even before he got out."

"Maybe we should start at the beginning," the lawyer said. "When did you first meet this Jason person?"

"On the day I interviewed him," Max said.

"I met him the day before," Sadie said.

"Me too," Susie added. "But we were following him for weeks before that."

"We had him do a job for us before we ever actually met," Sadie said.

The lawyer sighed.

"Let's go over everything. Slowly. From the beginning," he said.