I Came Home With My Husband’s Suitcase—Then an 11:14 p.m. Call Revealed Who Would Answer When I Needed Help
“It will hurt them.”
“I know.”
The producer waited rather than filling the silence.
I looked at the first complaint again.
James had written down a concern that others had found easy to put aside.
The contact record showed another part of the same night: people were called, some did not respond, one did.
“I won’t add a motive,” I said.
“I don’t know what they were thinking.