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“The prosecution calls Holly Logue to the stand,” I said.
Cutler made another objection, but even he knew it was futile.
Holly Logue looked to be in her mid-forties. She was pretty, with short dark hair. She wore a loose white tunic and leggings. She politely swore her oath and climbed into the witness box. I gave her as warm a smile as I could, hoping my expression conveyed whatever encouragement she needed. If she could have read my mind, I would have told her we could get through this together.
“Will you please state your name for the record?”
“Holly Laverne Logue.”
“Is that your married name or your maiden name?” I asked.
“It’s my married name. I was Holly Peterson. But that was a long time ago.”
“Are you still married to Mr. Logue?” I asked. Lord. I was flying blind here. I wanted to equally kill and kiss Gus Ritter.
“I am,” she said.
“Ms. Logue, will you please explain how you know Dane Fischer?”
“I met him a very long time ago. Maybe twenty-five years.”
“What was your relationship with him?”
“We met in rehab. I had an addiction to prescription medication. Xanax. Dane was using street drugs. We became close. Friends. And eventually, we dated.”
“I realize this might not be something you’re comfortable talking about. But were you married to Mr. Logue at the time?”
“Objection,” Cutler said. “This is beyond the scope of the issues in this case. It’s irrelevant.”
“Your Honor, I believe I’m about three questions from getting there.”
“You better be,” Judge Saul said. “Overruled.”
“Mrs. Logue, were you married at the time you began a relationship with Dane Fischer?”
“I was,” she said. “I’m not proud of that. It was a complicated time in my life. My husband and I were in a rough patch. And I take the blame for that. My addiction made things very difficult for the people who loved me. Dane was … at the time, I felt like Dane really saw me in a way my husband didn’t. We became romantically involved for a while.”
“Mrs. Logue, were you and Dane Fischer romantically involved in March of 2001?”
“Yes.”
“Specifically, do you recall what you were doing on March 12th of that year?”
“I do.”
“And what was it?”
“My husband had gone away on a business trip. I was feeling pretty vulnerable. Trying to decide what I wanted. I invited Dane to come stay with me. I wish I hadn’t. But things were very … confusing for me at the time. I thought I wanted a divorce. Dane came over the night of the 9th of March. That was a Friday. And he stayed until the morning of Wednesday the 14th.”
“You were together from the 9th to the 14th of March?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“What about the morning of the 12th, specifically, do you remember it?”
“I do. Dane and I drove to Ann Arbor. That’s about a forty-five minute drive from my house. We went to breakfast. It was my idea. I didn’t want anyone I knew to see us together. I was cheating on my husband. As I said, I’m not proud of it.”
