“She tried the vamp act. I can’t tell, it may have been sincere. Then she told me to go in the other room and sit down and wait for her. I did.”
“And the other room was the sister’s bedroom?”
“That’s right.”
“Why didn’t you wait for the police to come?”
“Because then I’d have gone to jail and wouldn’t have had any chance to clear the thing up.”
“Couldn’t the police have cleared it up?”
“I don’t think so.”
“You understand that running away puts you in a position where you don’t stand any chance.”
“I don’t stand any chance, anyway,” I told her. “I either have to clear the thing up or I’ll get the death penalty as a sex murderer. What’s more, they’ll bring up every unsolved sex murder they’ve had in the last five years and pin them on me as well. They’ll try to write a solution to the whole smear of stuff by making me out a fiend.”
“And you think you can clear it up if you have a chance?”