Knox POV
I’ve watched the video so many times I’ve got her voice echoing in my skull. I’ve gone through the file front to back and back again. Nothing lines up. None of it fits together the way it should. Every angle’s frayed at the edges like someone yanked the truth clean out and stitched in a mess of bullshit instead.
She says she knew him. She doesn’t stutter or hesitate when she says it. She’s steady. Clear. She knew the bastard who did it. But the cops wrote her off because she didn’t recognize any of the voices on some neat little list of familiar men. They didn’t stop to think about the months she’s missing. Those six months she can’t remember could’ve been enough time for someone to crawl into her life and do the damage.
They keep combing through her past like it’s a ledger, sa
