The Second Interrogation

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The second suspect was Mrs. Conning's husband, Mr. Conning. He walked in with his head held high and his black suit shining. His nose was pointed at the bottom, and he had a mustache that was trying it's best to grow, but couldn't.  He looked at the detective with disgust as he sat down. "Hello."
    "Hello sir," she said, not bothering to shake his hand. "I'm Detective Anderson. I called you here because of the murder of Lady Scotting. I assume you already know about this?"
    "Yes, yes, my wife won't stop talking about it," Mr. Conning said, looking around the room with distaste.
    "Well, I hope you don't mind me asking you a few questions, do you?"
    The man sighed irritably. "I suppose I have some time to spare."
    "Alright. What were you doing between nine to ten tonight?"
    "I was looking at the beverages and food that were there. There wasn't much to do, and I wish I hadn't come, but I am a cousin to the family so I had to."
    "You're a cousin of Lady Scotting?"
    "Yes, I just said that. It's a bit distant though." Mr. Conning replied.
    "Yes, but this was still very hard for you I'm guessing."
    "Well..." he said, thinking. "We weren't very close."
    "How come?"
    "When I was a child, my mother and her didn't get along too well, so that passed on to me I'm guessing."
    "Mhm. And did you see anything suspicious?" the detective asked.
    "No. Well, I saw a little package, but that's not important."
    The detective raised an eyebrow. Mr. Conning rolled his eyes and pulled out the package. It was wrapped in a dull brown, unlike the bright red wrapping of the first package.
    "May I see it?" June asked.
    "I guess you can."
    He handed over the package. June opened it carefully, and found a small box. When she opened it, there was a dried up rose inside. It was brown and shriveled up on the edges, and yet it still held beauty in it.
    She closed it and looked back at Mr. Conning. "Where did you say you found this?"
    "It was in a vase. I thought something looked rather strange in the water, so I pulled it out and tried to dry it off."
    "Strange. May I keep this? It might help find the murderer."
    "There's nothing very special in a dead flower, so yes you may keep it."
    "Thank you. One final question; do you recognize this?"
    She pulled out the first box and placed it in front of Mr. Conning. He opened the box, then started to turn the box from side to side, examining the ring.
    "Well, I've seen this in a jewelry store downtown, but other than that I don't recognize it," he said, putting down. The detective nodded and took back the box.
    "That's all, thank you for your time. The butler will escort you back."
    Mr. Conning got up and left the room without another word. June grumbled as she finished writing down what he said. She tried to think of how the location of where the ring was bought would help. It would probably mean that whoever bought it lived in the area, but wouldn't all the suspects live in the area?
    She shook her head and got up from the chair. Maybe it was time to visit the ballroom to see what other suspects there were, as well as look for more clues.
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