CHAPTER TEN
Half an hour later, Stella watched as Detective Grant hurried into the office, closely followed by a pale-faced Craig. She thought he looked even more haunted and stressed than he had the first time she had seen him. Her heart quickened as she realized this could be evidence of his guilt.
“Why am I here?” Panicked and thrown, Craig was babbling. “Am I being arrested? What is this about?”
He must know, Stella thought. Surely he knew? Or was he pretending innocence?
“Mr. Logan, we have a question for you. We’d like you to watch this video footage, taken from the neighbor’s camera.”
“Sure.”
Craig followed the agents into the video room. He sat down on the edge of his chair, fingers drumming the desk. An expectant frown creased his forehead.
Detective Grant sat next to him a
