“We meet again,” Eric Pederssen says, staring into the over-painted eyes of Felicity Harmon. Beside her, he notices not one but two prominent lawyers, well-known to the detective along with her mother. They sit in a plain green room across a wooden table in Ravenspond Police Station. Leonora observes from behind the two-way glass.
“This interview is being filmed and recorded at three p.m. on Tuesday, December 11th, 1973.” Eric points to the camera mounted in the top right corner. “I’m here with Felicity Harmon, her mother, Mallory Harmon, and her esteemed lawyers, Stanley Borden and Mary Longstaff. Shall we begin?”
Felicity hasn’t broken her sullen stare with Eric. She sits stiffly in a navy suit and white silk blouse, likely chosen by her mother. Only her hands, with nails bitten to the
