Three Suitcases Arrived on Claire’s Porch—Then a Police Call Exposed What Her Husband Had Promised Without Asking Her
“I’ll be home soon.”
The call ended.
Claire carried the laptop down to the office.
She had been using the kitchen table while checking figures against a notebook, but the calls and longer work belonged downstairs.
The office held the printer, reference folders, and the desk she had arranged to let her work without balancing papers around a meal.
At 4:28, Mark came down behind her.
She pointed to the calendar taped beside the desk.