“I would never hurt her.”
“So help me understand.”
He rubbed his hands on his knees.
“I can’t.”
Under his watchful eye, I searched the house.
Everything seemed ordinary.
The food was spotless.
His laptop was sitting on the dining table.
His phone was lying next to him.
“Can I look at your phone?” I asked.
He hesitated for only a moment.
“Of course.”
There were no hidden applications.
No suspicious calls.
No unknown contacts.
I then noticed a notification from his home security system.
“Have you installed cameras?”
“After someone broke into the garage last year.”
” Where are they ? ”
“Entrance porch, driveway, and back door.”
