Richard simply made the last and largest mistake of doing it about the wrong thing, at the wrong time, to a woman who had finally decided she had nothing left to lose but her daughter.

Chapter 17 — The Recording

The memory card, when the detectives played it, confirmed our very worst fears, and worse.

On the recording, clear enough despite the cheap phone that made it, you could hear my husband speaking with a man the police would identify as Oscar.

I will not reproduce all of it.

Two lines are enough, and they are the two I will hear, I think, for the rest of my life.