"And you could have employed your job skills to help Lynn Echolls stage her death in order to escape her marriage. I'm sure she would have had the ability to pay you well for your services. An investigation into your financial records would tell us for certain."
Brennan looks at Booth. "How much trouble exactly can you get into for helping to stage a suicide?"
Mrs. Vickers sidles closer to her husband. Andrew Vickers looks as though he wishes the weapons he is carrying were made out of something more substantial than plastic.
"If Lynn Echolls didn't die by jumping off that bridge and now she's dead," he says, "shouldn't you be worried about who killed her instead of this kind of wild goose chase?"
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Brennan looks at Booth. "How much trouble exactly can you get into for helping to stage a suicide?"
Mrs. Vickers sidles closer to her husband. Andrew Vickers looks as though he wishes the weapons he is carrying were made out of something more substantial than plastic.
"If Lynn Echolls didn't die by jumping off that bridge and now she's dead," he says, "shouldn't you be worried about who killed her instead of this kind of wild goose chase?"
He snorts.
"Typical government employees."