McCall could see how painful it was for her to remember that night.
“The floor was wet. At first, I thought the guy upstairs had left his bath running again.” She looked back at McCall with a smile. “He gets so involved in his damn games he forgets stuff. Do you believe the landlord has put twelve fire alarms in the guy’s apartment?
McCall returned the smile, reminded of her own occasional difficulties with neighbours.
“I … I remember the front door opening and my boyfriend coming in. As he opened the door—” Tara closed her eyes tightly, as if she was trying to delete the memory.
“That’s when you saw the body?” McCall finished; almost sensing Tara would be unable to say it.
Tara nodded. The tears began to stream down her cheeks. “He pulled me up and held me tight. It wasn’t until late
