Maya's POV

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I was wrong about who it was."

The cop shot that concerned look at me. "Are you sure? You seemed fairly certain before."

I shook my head. "I thought I recognized someone, but... I must have been wrong."

He regarded me for a moment, eyes almost narrowing, not quite believing me. A feeling I achieved in not believing myself either. My heart was thudding so loud it might have torn out of my chest; I couldn't tell them the truth now. Not quite yet. Not ...