And the harder it was to find out, the more it looked like a clue to his murder. Obviously, he’d had enemies. In fact, some members of my family could look suspicious, as O’Malley had pointed out. But I preferred to scrutinize other potential murderers. Both Leonard and Maud looked good for this purpose. Of the two, I would pick Maud as cold-blooded enough to kill someone who got in her way or threatened her. Had Tony threatened her? And why the panic-stricken flight? With Barker on the leash, I roamed through Cheesman Park and the botanical garden. I couldn’t keep my mind on the flowers or the distant view of Pikes Peak to the south. I kept thinking about Maud’s description of Tony as a lover. It was hard to deal with having Tony on my mind, after years of carefully screening myself against a single thought of him. He had been a totally different person to her than to me, and yet I knew he could woo and seduce. He had always said his violence toward me was my own fault; perhaps I had brought it on by my lukewarm response to him.
