“Did you actually see this teenager go into the house?” Officer Bell asked, his pen hovering over the pad.

“Derek told me she came in through the side garage door while I was out in my backyard garden,” Evelyn whispered.

“I had no reason to doubt what my neighbor told me.”

“He was running the camera speaker from his cell phone while he drove down to the cruise port,” I said, swiping down to the earliest motion clip.

“I should have gone in and checked on that child,” Evelyn said, her hands still clasped against her apron.

“I’m carrying that guilt right now.”