I drove away with that sentence following me.

I had spent years believing that love meant never questioning Preston.

My father had taught me a different lesson, and I was only now remembering it.

PART 14: THE OFFICER WHO WOULD NOT GUESS

Ortega called on a rainy Tuesday afternoon.

He had requested a formal interview with Preston and Lorraine through their attorneys.

He did not disclose every detail and I did not ask him to.

That was a boundary I needed to learn: having evidence did not mean I was entitled to manage the police investigation.