"Do you think we brought you up here to show you a video?" Nash retorted.
A small smile played on his lips. He really didn't believe we had evidence. "We don't understand why you went to her house. Are you afraid to tell us that you went over to see her and then came out while she was alive?"
And there it was, the opportunity to say that he had come out of the house but that he had not killed her. I stared at McCain to see if he would take the bait.
"We can work with you there. But I know you went to her house. I saw you in your shirt, walking into the house through the backyard, not talking the cement path but going through the soil and grass," Nash explained passionately.
McCain turned to me for help. He was wide-eyed and caught in the headlight.
"Why did you go to her house? What did you talk about?"
McCain stared at the wall, thinking about what he should say next.
