"I don't blame Ben for losing his mind after the accident," she said after a few minutes. "I nearly did, and I wasn't trapped in a car screaming for help looking at her body. If I had been in that car, and knowing what we know now, I would have dragged myself out, got a tire iron, crawled over, and finished the job on the bastard.

"You know Ben tried to get him during a court appearance, right?" she asked. I nodded. "I was so mad afterwards, and he's always thought it was because he got thrown in jail. I was mad because he didn't get to him. There was...