"Why did you kill him?" she asked, her tone stern. The man looked down at the ground, refusing to meet her eyes. "He...he was going to expose my embezzlement," he said, his voice barely audible. LaBlanche knew that she had uncovered the motive for the murder. The man had killed her husband to cover up his own crime. "You're going to pay for what you did," LaBlanche said, her voice filled with anger. The man looked up at her, his eyes filled with fear. "Please, don't turn me in," he begged. LaBlanche shook her head. "I have no choice," she said. "You killed my husband, and you have to take responsibility for your actions." She pulled out her phone and dialed the police. While waiting for them to arrive, she kept the man at bay, making sure he didn't try to flee. As she stood there, watching him with a mixture of anger and sadness, she couldn't help but think about her husband. She missed him terribly and wished he was still here. Finally, the police arrived, and LaBlanche handed the murderer over to them. She watched as they escorted him out of the house, his head hung low in shame. She knew that he would spend the rest of his life in prison, paying for the crimes he had committed. As LaBlanche stood in the empty study, she felt a sense of closure wash over her. She had solved her husband's murder and brought the killer to justice. She knew that it would take time to heal from this tragedy, but she was grateful for the closure she now had. LaBlanche walked out of the study and closed the door, knowing her life wouldn't be the same again and she was gonna have to make her peace with that.