My father looked at the laptop.
Then at the flash drive.
For the first time in my life, I saw his mask disappear.
Not completely.
Just enough.
His eyes became flat.
“You found it,” he said.
I felt something inside me tear loose.
“You killed her.”
He placed the grocery bag carefully on the floor.
“No.”
“I watched the video.”
“You watched part of a video.”
“You carried her body.”
“No.”
“You put her in the trunk.”
“No.”
“Stop lying!”
“I was trying to save her.”
My anger faltered.
“What?”
He looked at Daniel.
“Put the weapon away. I’ll explain.”
“You’ll keep your hands where I can see them,” Daniel said.
