Maverick said, “Two meters at most. Normally, nobody would drown. There’s a deep end and a shallow end. But…”

I asked, “But what?”

Maverick’s voice turned low and eerie. “But you can’t rule out accidents.”

Staring at the pool just now, I couldn’t help letting my mind run wild. If tonight I still couldn’t get him to confess about our daughter’s death and his asset transfer scheme, then maybe I should just slip him a sleeping ...