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I hated hearing my life summarized in clipped facts.
Name.
Number.
Address.
As if everything that had happened could be reduced to a database entry.
“Did he make any threats?” I asked.
Daniel looked at Adrian first.
Adrian immediately gestured toward me.
“Ask her questions directly. This is her situation.”
Something in my chest loosened.
Daniel turned back to me.
“No, ma’am. Nothing threatening. He told the airport employee he was trying to reach his wife because of an urgent family matter.”
“I’m not his wife anymore.”
The words came out before I could stop them.
Then I corrected myself.
“Technically I am. We’re separated.”
Daniel nodded without reaction.
“He called twice.”
“Did he know my flight number?”
“We don’t know.”
“Did he know I was with Adrian?”