A question of jewellery

“Power and money eh? Know her well did you? What was her name?”

Mary wasn’t letting up. Paolo figured that honesty was the best policy.

“Nicole... don’t recall her surname, we hardly went out for long.”

“And how much do you think she was into jewellery?” Mary’s increasing focus on her husband’s mistress was heading into dangerous territory for Paolo. He had to distance himself, but the jewellery question suggested that maybe Mary knew a hell of a lot more than he’d have expected. He must close this down.

“Not the kind of thing I notice, so I’ve no idea.”