Chapter 5 - THE CRASH WASN’T HIS FIRST PLAN
Police arrested Caleb two days later.
He had been staying at a motel seventy miles away.
The investigation widened.
My crash was no longer treated as an ordinary accident.
But investigators found something I never expected.
Caleb had been searching my medical history.
Months before the crash.
He researched medication interactions.
Accidental overdoses.
Carbon monoxide.
Household falls.
Insurance contestability.
I felt sick reading the search history.
The man sleeping beside me had apparently been considering ways I could die while I packed his lunches.
Then Detective Ortiz found purchases.
A carbon monoxide detector had been removed from our garage three months earlier.
Caleb claimed it malfunctioned.
I remembered.
He promised to replace it.
He never did.
Two weeks later, he insisted I warm the car inside the garage because it was freezing outside.
Emma had forgotten her backpack.
I went inside to get it.
When I returned, I felt dizzy.
I opened the garage door.
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For years, I remembered that morning as carelessness.
Now I wondered whether it was rehearsal.
