Did she really want to voice these thoughts?

"And what?" Eric prodded.

"Robin was saying odd things about mothers and sons."

"Like what?" Eric's eyes narrowed and had that intense look he'd inherited from his father whenever he was thinking something through.

"She mentioned that movie taboo and then kept making little remarks about mothers and sons being very close."

"Like that kind of close?" He pointed to the TV.

"Not directly, but she said things like taking care of their mothers in every way and man of the house type comments. I think she was implying it and waiting for me to comment."

"Huh, interesting." Eric stroked his chin. Another classic Steven move.

"Not really," She shrugged.

"But Robin was drinking a lot too, so maybe she wasn't making sense and I admit I was buzzed big time."

"So Robin hinting at something kinky set you off?"

"It was more than that." Emma took the plunge.

"The murder suicide.

ALL the bodies were found in the son's bedroom."

"go?"

“Why was a mother in her son's room at midnight?"

“Talking? Eric suggested.

"When dad was sick and right after he passed, you'd come in my room late to see if I was okay and wanted to talk."

“True." Hearing him say it made her wonder why she hadn't considered that.

"But why kill them in there? What set him off?"

“Article said he had lost a good job, taken a shitty one and was a big time drunk." Eric put his hand up.

"Had one too many, was mad at the world and just lost his shit." He winked.

"Case closed councilor."

"But why kill his wife and son?"

“Where are you going with this?" Eric asked, his eyes focused on hers.