I went to the back of the unit and picked up a flat box.

I folded the bottom flaps and taped them closed with a strip of clear tape.

“She keeps two big suitcases in the master bedroom closet,” I said.

“The ones she took to Hotel Rosewood.”

“We pack those first, then,” Martinez said.

I put together four more boxes and lined them up along the cold metal wall.

The physical work kept my mind on the exact timeline for the afternoon.

“I need to be standing in the kitchen before she’s off her shift,” I said.