Adeline's POV

Detective Sarah Morrison arrived at exactly ten AM.

I watched from the upstairs window as her unmarked sedan pulled through the gates. Mid-forties. Sharp suit. The kind of walk that said she'd seen every lie and knew how to dismantle them.

She wasn't alone. A younger detective followed. Male. Notebook already out.

"They're here," I said.

Kayden adjusted his tie in the mirror.

"Remember what we discussed. Brief answers. No volunteering information. If you're uncomfortable with ...