Gertie said gently. “If she regretted her decision, she would have left already.”
“You’re right,” Gwyn said and sniffed. “I know I shouldn’t have gotten involved. It was wrong of me and I swore I’d never be that kind of woman. But I know Gil loved me. He said he was going to divorce Tiffany. That they just didn’t work anymore.”
“Did he talk to a lawyer?” I asked.
“He said he did,” Gwyn said.
“I don’t suppose you know who it was?” I asked.
“Not for sure,” she said. “I gave him the number of the guy I used. He’s in New Orleans, so I thought that would be better for Gil than using someone from Sinful. I know lawyers aren’t supposed to talk but I figured just to be safe…”
“Will you give me that name, please?” I asked.
She nodded and pulled out her phone. When she found the contact information, I had her text it to me.
“Is it true that the police don’t think it was a carjacking now?” she asked.
“Yes. They’ve changed the scope of the investigation,” I said. “I imagine Detective Casey is going to talk to all of you again. You should tell her the truth. All the truth.”
“I will,” Gwyn said. “I didn’t say anything before because it didn’t seem relevant. We all thought it was one of those horrible, random things.”
“I understand,” I said. “Did Gil ever talk about Liam?”
“Yeah,” Gwyn said. “He was real torn up about their relationship being bad. And before you ask, he never told me about Tiffany dating Liam. Tonight was the first I heard that. He just said they’d had a rift years ago and he was in the wrong. But he didn’t think Liam was ever going to forgive him unless certain things happened.”
“What things?” I asked.
She shook her head. “He never would say. But now I wonder if he meant divorcing Tiffany. I mean, it would be hard for Liam to forgive Gil if he was still married to her, right?”
“Would have been hard even if he divorced her,” Gertie said. “But it might have shifted Liam’s mind some. It’s hard to say.”
“Did you notice Gil acting different lately?” I asked.
“In what way?” Gwyn asked.
“Nervous? Edgy?” I asked.
She frowned. “He was a little strange the last time we met. The night he…anyway, I got a bad headache and had to leave early. He expressed concern, but I could tell his mind wasn’t on me. And the week before, he’d insisted that we walk out together and leave at the same time. Normally, some of us would chat after rehearsal or I would stay to finish up some prop work. But he asked me to leave without finishing up a design I was working on since everyone else was cutting out then.”
“And that was odd?” I asked.
She nodded. “I’ve stayed by myself after rehearsal plenty of times to finish up some work. And besides, Lil was still there that night, but he wouldn’t let it go. I would have liked to finish up but he was so insistent, I figured it was just easier to go along although I knew I’d pay for it the next day. Brigette is a very talented woman but not the easiest to work for. I have to make sure everything is perfect if I want to keep my job and I really enjoy it most of the time, so I usually go above and beyond.”
“So you’re an employee and not a volunteer?” I asked.
“Right,” she said. “Brigette is the artistic director for the theater and I’m her assistant. We’re both on the theater’s payroll. Us and Lil. The actors are paid a percentage of door take based on their contracts. And then there’s some local volunteers, like Lil. She’s paid for her day job but not for working on the plays. Well, except the volunteers get free tickets for family and friends.”
“Did any of the other members of the troupe spend any time with Gil? Someone else he might have confided in?” I asked.
“I don’t think so,” Gwyn said. “I knew he’d talked to Paul some but Gil was a bit much for him. Paul’s a great actor—really comes alive on stage—but in real life, he’s a total introvert. It’s rather interesting really. And then like Paul said, most of the others aren’t regulars or they’re married couples.”
“And how long have you and Gil been involved?” I asked.
“I don’t really know how to answer that,” she said. “I mean, we started talking more personally a