“I’m telling Mom.”
Andrew’s voice dropped.
“No, you’re not.”
The recording ended.
I covered my mouth.
Katie must have activated the recorder accidentally while holding her phone.
She had probably forgotten it was running when she entered the office and found the policy.
Andrew stopped struggling.
Reynolds looked at him.
“You knew she had seen the insurance documents.”
“That proves nothing.”
“It proves motive.
The messages suggest planning.
Her statement identifies you as the person who pushed her.
The fiber on your jacket appears consistent with her school uniform, and your printed movie ticket appears to be an alibi that no one has verified.”
“I went to the movie.”
“Then the theater cameras will show you arriving.”
Andrew said nothing.
The officers led him outside.
Neighbors had gathered along the sidewalk.
Barbara’s birthday decorations were already tied to the porch railing next door, because she lived only three houses away.
