Richard Falk Police Interview
Q. Your wife must have been angry about Frankie.
A. My wife?
Q. Yeah, Gretchen. Been waiting out there for hours. Loyal woman. She’s freezing to death, teeth chattering, the whole bit. But she’s not going to budge. She’s that devoted to you.
A. She is an incredible woman.
Q. But someone like that—I’d imagine she’d get pretty angry if she found out she’d been betrayed. Maybe she took matters into her own hands.
A. What are you talking about?
Q. We’re looking into Gretchen, too. I mean, if what you’re saying is true and you didn’t have anything to do with what happened to Frankie—my next stop would be your wife.
A. That’s ridiculous.
Q. It’s common sense.
A. Leave her alone.
Q. Tell me what really happened, Mr. Falk, and I will.
A. I don’t even want you talking to her—do you hear me?
Q. You seem very angry, Mr. Falk.
A. I am angry. Gretchen doesn’t deserve to be dragged into this.
Q. Maybe you should have thought about that before you had an affair with Frankie Callahan.
A. I did not have an affair with Frankie Callahan!
Q. Late-night texts? She was at your apartment, Mr. Falk. In her pajamas.
A. I did not hurt Frankie. I did not have an affair with Frankie.
Q. But maybe your wife thought you did. Maybe she went to confront Frankie Callahan based on the way things looked. Things got out of hand. It won’t take us much to get to probable cause. I bet she’ll cave pretty fast under intense questioning.
A. Then arrest me.
Q. You did kill Frankie Callahan?
A. Sure. Whatever you say. Just leave Gretchen alone.