No. 598

“After you woke up, what happened?”

“I looked up and saw daffodils.”

“I’m sorry?”

“The vase of daffodils. My wife’s flowers. They were in a vase, right under the mirror. I remember thinking that it looked like there was a thousand of them, because of the shards.”

“You say that the intruder broke the mirror, when you struggled, is that correct?”

“Yes,” said Nicholas Hoop. He hesitated, then corrected himself. “Maybe. I’m sorry. I don’t remember exactly what happened before I was hit.”

Detective Jonquil flipped through his notes. “Mr. Hoop, the police report says that when they arrived, you told them that you fought the intruder. He was thrown into the mirror, and broke it with his shoulder. Then he hit you with an object, and you blacked out. You did not witness or participate in the murder of your wife.”

“Yes. That’s what happened.”

“Alright, we’re almost done for today. I appreciate that this has been very hard for you. Thank you again for your cooperation. Please wait here just a little while longer and we’ll get you on your way.”


Jonquil left the interview room, and entered the observation room. “What do you think?” he asked his partner.

“He says that he looked up and saw the daffodils,” she said. “He looked up.”


“How could that be? The first responders said that the flowers were smashed on the ground beside him when they arrived.”

Jonquil realized what his partner was saying. “He’s lying.”

She nodded. “He never blacked out.”