A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

directly at her. “On the day he said he was fifty miles away in Columbus.”

“You are looking for problems where none exist, Lily,” she said, her words running together as if she were trying to get them out before I could interrupt.

“She had a blonde hair on her jacket, Stacey,” I said. “Just like the one I found on Alan’s coat on Tuesday.”

Stacey turned continue reading …