His eyes were riveted to the watch, and he looked torn between snatching it from her grasp and denying her accusation that it belonged to him. Finally, he said, “It isn’t what you think.” Sarah scoffed, the sound coming out choked. She swallowed back her tears. “First answer me why you killed Edith.” He took a step toward her. “I swear I didn’t touch that woman.” “I saw you!” She shrugged out of his grasp when he reached for her, looking desperate to explain. Sarah shook her head, groaning at the sight of him and planting her fists against her tightly closed lids. “Will trusted you.” And now he might be dead, too. She swallowed back her tears and faced Edith’s murderer. Robert’s face was a mask of pain and indecision. “How could you do it?” she whispered accusingly. He shook his head. His eyes were wide with innocence. “I didn’t. You have to believe me.”
