"I can't be sure about that, there's no definite prove as to wea-"
"No definite prove to weather I'm dead a not?" Jessie asked with a scoff, interrupting him yet again. Jamie sighed inwardly and reminded himself he was at fault here, it would be better not to lose his temper. Besides he had faced more provocation than this, he wasn't a very emotional man.
"Definite prove to weather or not you murdered your driver, your finger prints are on the murder weapon." He said.
She laughed. "I didn't kill him, he was already dead by the time I left my van." She said.
"Tell me everything that happened that night." He said curtly.
Katherine and Jessie shared a glance and she sighed.
"You do remember it right?" He asked again when he noticed her hesitation.
"I can never forget, it's recently begun to hunt my dreams." She shuddered.
"Even the smallest details, down to your outfits." He said and she nodded.
