“It was the gardener! J’accuse!”

“Uh huh,” said the unimpressed homicide detective. “On what grounds, ma’am?”

“My husband was killed with a garden hoe last night, was he not?”

“Uh huh. But the gardener says you just hired him this morning. Off a street corner.”

“The filthy beggar lies! J’accuse!”

This story was based on the prompt “the gardener” at TypeTrigger.