“And did Ms. Lafferty confide in you about a connection she had with Mr. Martin?”
“Yes. A little over a year ago.”
“What did she tell you at that time?”
“She said that she’d been having an affair with Mr. Martin. It had begun when Dr. Martin had surgery for breast cancer and was undergoing chemotherapy. Ellen said that at first she was just sleeping with Mr. Martin because he seemed so sad.”
Hoffman waited out the titters that rippled across the gallery then asked his witness to continue.
St. John said, “By the time Ellen told me about the affair, she said she had fallen in love with Dennis and didn’t know what to do.”
“Hearsay, Your Honor,” Yuki said.
“I’m going to allow it, Ms. Castellano. Go ahead, Mr. Hoffman.”
“Did Ms. Lafferty ever mention this romantic relationship with Mr. Martin again?”
“Yes. She showed me gifts he gave her. And before he … died, Ellen told me again that she was painfully in love with him — her word — and in love with the children, too.”
“And why didn’t you come forward with this earlier, Mr. St. John?”
“The police only asked me if I had witnessed any hostility between Dr. Martin and her husband. I said that I’d overheard fights. And they wanted to know if I was in the house the night of the murder. I wasn’t. I hadn’t been there in days.”
“Did you tell the police that you thought Dr. Martin had killed her husband?”
St. John said, “No. I told them I didn’t think she had killed her husband. The Martins were both under pressure, but I knew Candace wouldn’t kill the children’s father, and that’s what I told the police.”
“Do you think Ms. Lafferty was angry about being the other woman?”
Yuki stood up. “Speculation, Your Honor. Speculation, leading the witness, as well as sneakiness and calculation.”
“The jury will disregard,” LaVan said. He pointed his gavel at Hoffman. “No more of that.”
“Yes, Your Honor.” Hoffman dipped his head, hid a smile from the judge, and said, “I’m finished with this witness.”
Chapter 64
YUKI SCRIBBLED A NOTE to Nicky on her pad: “Do you know anything about this piano man?”
Gaines scribbled back, “Not one thing.”
Christ. St. John hadn’t supported the cops’ theory of the case, so he’d been ignored. Now she’d been blindsided. Clearly, Hoffman had been trying to tell her about Ellen’s affair with Dennis Martin when she’d blown him off.
Yuki fought the panic that was rising from her stomach and busied herself with her note cards as she thought through this surprise bombshell.
What St. John’s testimony meant was that Ellen Lafferty had motive. And since Dennis Martin had a gun — evidence that Yuki herself had introduced — it followed that Ellen could have found the gun. If so, Lafferty had had the means to shoot Dennis Martin. Motive? Maybe. Opportunity? Every single day.
Dammit.
First rule any litigator learned was you don’t ask questions if you don’t know the answers. She was flying absolutely blind.
Yuki got to her feet and said, “Good morning, Mr. St. John.”
“Good morning.”
Yuki rounded the prosecution table, talking as she walked toward the witness.
“All I want from you are facts,” Yuki said. “Not what someone told you. Not what you heard.”