"I don’t care about being anonymous. And anyway, if they’re willing for us to be anonymous on the phone, we could probably remain just as anonymous if we go in person. I mean, the police aren’t exactly going to throw their arms around our shoulders and post selfies on Instagram."
"But we wouldn’t have to walk all the way out there through the rain."
"Look, Nathan, if you don’t want to do this—"
"No, I do. Really. It’s just—"
"See, I want to look them in the eye—the police—when I tell them. I want to be sure they believe me, and I want them to tell me what they plan to do about it. A phone call won’t do it for me."
Fine. I nodded and gestured with my umbrella toward the door. "Got it. Let’s go, then."
It was a long walk in pouring rain, nearly ten minutes. It felt longer, because we w
