Dorothy stood with her back against the door, listening as the detectives’ footsteps faded down the hallway. The elevator dinged. Silence.
They were gone.
She’d done it. She’d looked them in the eye and lied about Friday night, and they’d believed her. They’d seen her enormous pregnant belly and never questioned it. Had helped her to her feet like she was fragile.
Detective Chen had even wished her luck with the delivery.
Dorothy pressed her hands to the padding and felt her heart hammering underneath. Saturday afternoon. The police had just been here. Jake was still at the lake and wouldn’t be home until Tuesday.
Three more days of being alone with Kylee.
From the bedroom, a soft cry started.
Dorothy pushed off the door and moved quickly down the hall. Kylee was awake in her bassin
