Maria looked absolutely shocked. She tried to answer on two different occasions, but the words seemed to get hung in her throat. She slowly started to shake her head, whether in denial of the news itself or to signify that she had not done it. Rachel watched every movement of her head, every tic or twitch of the tics around her mouth. She wasnt sure she believed the shock on the womans face but from a simple glance, it did appear to be genuine.

Three nights ago, she said slowly. I was with some other protestors late at night. There was this other clinic…the one downtown thats basically Planned Parenthood. It was just some spray-paint and bricks. We didnt hurt anyone, though. Not a single person.

Jack sighed and said, You ran because you thought we were going to question you about that?

Yes, I swear it.

Rachel wasnt quite sure if she was telling the whole truth or not. But what she did know, though, that their first victim was being killed three nights ago. Ms. Oliver, if we give you three specific times, would you be able to prove your whereabouts?

It depends on the nights and how late. I tend to go to sleep somewhat early.

When you arent defacing public buildings, you mean? Rachel asked.

The comment seemed to have gone mostly unheard by Maria. Jack followed up, keeping things professional in the wake of Rachels cynicism. If we have trouble proving your whereabouts and need your phone to help prove where you were at any given time, would you concede to handing it over?

What nights?

For instance, how about Tuesday night? Where were you?

Tuesday, I was at a friends house and I drank far too much wine. I had to take a cab home. I can show you credit card receipts for it if you need me to.

It was a huge move in Marias favor, and it felt like a blow straight to Rachels heart.

Can you provide similar proof of any other night? Jack asked.

Yes, Maria said. But if its any time after eleven or so, its going to consist of me at home, sleeping. Something like clarity seemed to slowly fall over her as she looked directly to Rachel. I swear, I would never kill anyone. I only protest these things because I want to keep Gods natural design in place. And murder like what youre talking about…that was never part of Gods natural design.

Rachel nodded and got to her feet. Thank you. Well send officers in to corroborate your whereabouts on the night of each murder. If your alibis are tight, youre free to go.