“Do you mean to say you killed him?” Livia was trying to understand what the woman was actually saying.
“Course not, the fecker’s left me kids fatherless, shithouse that he feckin’ was. But I’ve lost a husband; I’m a feckin’ widow now like you. And some fecker’s gonna pay for it. Police reckon some tart killed him in self defence, but I think it was an organised job and moi finger seems to be pointing in the Monelli direction!”
“You don’t imagine I killed your husband do you?” Livia was horrified.
“Not you, but you might know someone who did!”