I mopped up the coffee with shaking hands and told myself I was only going to check on it. But I had already decided.

That was the poison of it.

I had already decided, and everything I saw after that, I saw through the lens of a verdict I’d reached before I had a single fact.

Chapter 4 — 7:25 to 7:40

That night, the suspicion took root and grew.

I watched from the window as Bethany parked at 7:25.