I Came Home With My Husband’s Suitcase—Then an 11:14 p.m. Call Revealed Who Would Answer When I Needed Help
Reyes put the copies of James’s complaints beside the map.
The dates matched the photographs.
Three reports.
The address.
The meter reference.
The location near the street.
His own notes about an odor that had returned after earlier checks.
“So he was right,” I said.