verifiable answer.
“Tuesday, August eighteenth.”
Daniel briefly shut his eyes.
“Why does that matter?”
He and I looked at each other. He understood.
“Daniel came to the house that afternoon.”
“For what?”
“His winter coats.”
“What does that have to do with this?”
“He saw Allison’s wedding invitation.”
Rachel worked it out. “What time?”
“This is insane.” Daniel muttered.
She ignored him. “What time did he book the room?”
I checked the screenshot. “Four forty-three.”
“And he was at your house when?”
“He left just before four.”
Rachel faced him. “
