“I was angry,” Mark said.

“People say things when they feel backed into a corner.”

“You spent three weeks planning it,” I said.

My voice didn’t shake.

It sounded smaller than I expected in the clear air, but it didn’t wobble.

“You asked Lauren about the accepted offer date back in August,” I told him.

“You waited until the ink was dry so you could take the money I saved.”

Mark took half a step toward me before Officer Hale put a flat hand against his chest.