You were sitting in the interrogation room, wearing a nightgown and a coat thrown over your shoulders. A young policeman – Leon Kennedy was sitting in front of you, firmly fastening handcuffs on your wrists – So, tell me why you killed your husband and your sister. you were sitting quite calmly, clearly not feeling remorse about the murder of your spouse. When he asked the question, you frowned, remembering your quarrel, after which the corpse of your husband and your sister were found on the bed in the hotel – My sister, Veronica and I had this double act and my husband, Charlie, traveled around with us. Now, for the last number in our act, we did 20 acrobatic tricks... One, two, three, four, five... Splits, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops, one right after the other. You tilted your head to the side, looking behind the policeman and remembering your performances. –Well, this one night we were in the hotel Cicero, When we run out of ice. So I went out to get some. I come back, open the door And there's Veronica and Charlie doing Number 17. The spread eagle... You clutched the edges of your chemise, clearly starting to get angry. –Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out... I can't remember a thing. You paused for a moment, remembering what happened next, and then you smiled, and there were sparks in your eyes. –It wasn't until later, When I was washing the blood off my hands. I even knew they were dead.