Seeing Nicholas again after all of that time was supposed to be a joyous occasion. I wanted to celebrate the fact that I found out the truth about who killed those people, and in the process proved that Nicholas was innocent.

But then Meredith called. Keenan was refusing to budge on the whole testing the DNA issue and he was aggravated by how much she was advocating for Nicholas. It got so bad that he actually fired her.

At first, I thought that maybe he somehow found out about the DNA testing but luckily, she kept that to herself. Had she not, she would probably be facing criminal charges now, as well.

With her gone, I turn to Nancy for advice but she doesn’t have any. She keeps promising to put pressure on the DA’s office but so far that hasn’t yielded many results.

I didn’t want to tell Nicholas about any of this, of course.

I wanted to just enjoy our hour together. But I couldn’t keep it to myself.

I saw how happy he was when he saw me and I was, of course, happy to see him, too, but I didn’t want him to believe that everything was fine when it wasn’t. And when I left, I saw the broken pieces of the man that I love.

There must be something else I can do to help.

That’s why I’m here.

A long time ago, two police officers came to our door asking questions about a man who was last seen in my apartment building and who later was found dead.

He’d attacked me and tried to kidnap me but we couldn’t tell the police the truth so we lied.

We lied.

And then we lied some more.

I walk up the steps of the precinct where I found out he works. The officer at the front desk looks up at me and I ask him where I can find Officer Dockery.

“Can you tell me what this is about?” he asks without changing the expression on his face.

“It’s kind of personal,” I say. “Is he working tonight?”

“Give me a second to make a call,” he says, showing me to the chairs at the far end of the wall.

A few moments later, he hangs up and tells me to go down the hallway and through the double doors.

I do as he says but instead of Officer Dockery, his partner greets me and shakes my hand.

His name is Benjamin Inglese and he was also there that night.