Claire’s POV

Saturday morning came quickly than expected and sunlight filtered through the maple trees of Ashford City Park, creating dappled shadows on the walking path. I'd slept off after watching just the introduction to Evelyn's video testimony, her words repeating in my mind like a broken record while the flash drive was now secured in my apartment safe.

I spotted Ethan before he saw me. He was on a bench near the pond, wearing dark jeans and a navy sweater that brought out the ...