Trent had put off going to the police station for a few days while he was waiting for Bree to come out of her coma. When the officer he’d been in contact with, a sympathetic man a few years older than him named Det. Jessie Duke, had called him earlier that morning and said they needed him to identify the woman he’d seen in the hallway so that they’d have more evidence to keep her locked up for the time being, he’d had no choice.

Now, he was sitting in a chair next to Det. Duke’s desk, waiting for him to come back and get him for the lineup. He...