returned.
I learned what happened through statements, messages, security footage, and eventually Cole himself.
He arrived at 5:47 Christmas morning.
Lobby cameras recorded him entering alone in the charcoal overcoat he’d worn when leaving.
He appeared tired, but not frightened.
Not yet.
According to the doorman, Cole asked whether I’d gone downstairs overnight.
Learning I’d left with the babies, he stopped.
“Left where?”
“I don’t know, sir.”
“Who drove her?”
“I’m not authorized to provide that information.”
The response infuriated him.
Cole expected people to answer his questions.
He
