Patrick texted about his dry cleaning while I waited for the bus.

I collected it with a household card still active that afternoon.

The suits lay across the back of a seat beside me, protected by plastic.

I held the lab receipt in my hand.

That night, Patrick returned late and left the safe unlatched after putting away his watch.

I knew because he complained about its handle and walked away without closing it properly.

After he went upstairs, I stood outside the study.