“No. You said they.“
“Because someone obviously—”
“You said they before I mentioned anyone sending anything.”
After eleven years of marriage, I knew exactly how Marcus sounded when he was buying time. The careful way he breathed. The way he tilted his head slightly and waited to hear what you already knew before he decided how much to confirm.
He was doing it right now.
“Who was the woman?”
“What woman?”
I unlocked my phone and played the video.
Marcus watched it in silence. When the woman walked into frame, his jaw tightened.
“That’s nothing.”
“You hugged her.”
“I hug people.”
“At almost eleven at night, outside a restaurant, after telling your wife you were working?”
He exhaled. “She’s someone I know through work.”
“Name?”
He hesitated.
“Name, Marcus.”
“Olivia.” He said it like it cost him something. “Her name is Olivia. It was for work.”
I had never heard of Olivia.
