Fourteen months. Daniel died fourteen months after that.

I got my phone records that afternoon. It took nine days and a subpoena Bennett arranged as a favor, because carriers don’t keep them that long and only a preserved investigative hold made it possible at all.

October 14, 2019. 4:41 p.m. Incoming from a 406 number. Duration: eleven seconds. No voicemail.

Eleven seconds is four rings.

I know where I was. Not because I remember the call — there was no call, that’s the whole point, there was a buzzing in a bag. I know because I keep calendars and I have kept them since 2016, obsessively, because for the first two years I was building timelines like a lunatic.

October 14, 2019. 4:15 p.m. Parent-teacher conference, Sophie, Mrs. Alvarado.