Melt Like Chocolate

For the past thirty minutes, Angela told the police everything that she knew. Starting from the time she met the family up until tonight—including the day when Mrs. Robinson gave her the casserole. 

The two police officers—a male and a female—scribbled on their notes as they asked the last set of questions. The male officer inquired, "So you can confirm that you heard two consecutive gunshots?" 

"Um… The second gunshot didn't happen right after the first one."

"Can you clarify that?"

"The shots were fired several seconds apart from each other."

"And you're sure about that?"

"Yes." Angela nodded.

"Your partner was here with you while it happened?" The female officer glanced at Rick who was standing by the window.

Angela frantically shook her head. "Oh, no. He's not…"