He couldn’t recall the exact moment when it ceased to be a thrill to stand in front of a microphone and announce, “This is Roger Wickson speaking and inviting you to tune in next week at the same time.” He was sure now though that the glamour and magic of radio had gone out of his life the day he married Teesha. Yes and she’d taken a lot of other things out of his life too. Things like pride and confidence and self respect and Roger couldn’t recall either the precise instance he’d decided to kill Teesha.