The police snorted, dimmed his eyes and tapped on the table in contemplation. He cast a stare upon Ella who at the time was sniffing and sighing in reaction to the pang of guilt that hit her in the head.

“First I would have to know if those sneakers belong to your husband,” the police asked Ella as he and Coleman shot their stare into her face, waiting for answers.

Ella gritted and sniffed putting herself under caution to be mindful of her words and ensure she wouldn’t be ...