My voice sounded strange to my own ears, as though it belonged to a calmer person standing behind me.

PART 3

His eyes moved toward Spencer.

“I still wish I’d asked.”

A woman from another table approached Gregory and quietly handed him a business card.

She was willing to provide her name and what she had witnessed.

She didn’t stay to give me a speech.

She squeezed my shoulder once, then returned to her chair.