“Ms. Odums, do you believe Dante Reed had any involvement with the murder of Dr. Ricci?”
“No.”
“Objection!” Kyle stood.
“Sustained!”
“Scratch that last answer from the transcripts,” Judge Fritz said.
“Ms. Odums, you said that Dante Reed was involved with insurance fraud?”
“Yes.”
“You said you overheard the defendant Diamond Reed talking on the phone with Dante about insurance fraud?”
“Yes.”
“What made you think she was talking to Dante on the phone?”
“Because I heard the way she talked to him, like a mother would talk to her child, and she said his name once or twice.”
“So you were eavesdropping on her personal conversation?”
Karen held her head low. “Yes.”
“Where was the defendant Diamond when she was allegedly talking to her son on the phone?”
“She was in the doctor’s office.”
“Was the door opened or closed?”
“It was closed.”
“So you eavesdropped on a personal conversation Diamond Reed was on allegedly with her son Dante Reed, and you listened through a closed door?” he asked her, looking directly into her eyes.
“Yes.”
“Couldn’t it have been possible that, with the muffled voices, you may have heard incorrectly?”
“No. I knew she was talking to him.”
“How?”
“I heard her say his name, and she was kinda scolding him.”
“What did you hear?”
“She said something like, ‘Boy, you better do what the hell I tell you before you regret it. I am your mother, Dante, and I said round up some more people so we can get this paper from the fake accidents.’ ”
“Objection!” Kyle said.
“Overruled.”
“Was there anyone else there that heard what you heard?”
“No.”
“So, in other words, you want me to go by your word because you eavesdropped on a conversation that you overheard through a closed door?”