She waved them both off. “A neighbor heard the yelling and called nine-one-one. The police got there soon after I arrived, and arrested him, so I have to testify.”

It was one of the few times Kate had seen her father angry.

“I can’t believe you kept this from me!” Harrison had shouted. “You could have been killed! What were you thinking, going out in the middle of the night by yourself?”

“I’m fine. Everything worked out. And now he’s in jail.”

“It is not fine,” he’d roared. “You know as well as I do how dangerous those men are. You are not invincible, no matter what you think. You have to promise me never to do anything like that again.”

Lily had promised, but Kate could tell it was lip service. Her mother was always going to do whatever her heart dictated in the moment. That’s the way she was.

So it wouldn’t be that far-fetched to think that she’d been getting creepy threats and had chosen to keep them to herself. Even though Kate was sure the police had scoured her mother’s emails and phone records, she still made a mental note to mention it to Detective Anderson. If this was indeed the case, how long would it be before things escalated from texts and emails to the killer actually coming for her?

She walked over to the bookcase and pulled out a photo album, something she hadn’t done since Lily’s death. She smiled at a picture of her mother and grandmother and remembered the kind and quiet woman who always made her feel special. Each summer she would go and spend a week alone with Grandmother at her summer home on the Maine coast, and they would kayak and swim in the freezing cold water during the day and have marathon card-playing sessions each night. Kate’s mother had had an especially close relationship with Grandmother. She remembered Harrison talking about a time during their engagement when Lily had spent months in Maine nursing her mother back to health after she’d had an unexpected heart attack in her late forties, cooking for her and making sure she was taking it easy. They’d even postponed the wedding by a few months so she was fully recovered. He’d said it was one of the things he admired most about his wife—her devotion to her family.