Haley had texted me earlier in the evening, just before I logged on for my shift.

“Mom said she was worn out and going to bed early,” Haley wrote.

“Cody and I are in our rooms.”

I held Haley’s timeline up against the timestamp on the camera feed.

Three hours after Kendra said she’d gone to sleep, she opened the front door for a man.

I picked my silver wedding band up off the desk where I’d left it.

I turned it around my ring finger twice while I worked out the hours.