Grayson looked at me as if he had entertained a similar suspicion. Then, he asked, "So, who fell off the cliff? There were witnesses and physical evidence. Even Mr. Atlas saw it with his own eyes!"

"How could this be?" I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.

It was more of a mutter to myself, but suddenly, a memory surged. It was something Atlas had said to me.

I recalled him telling me, "Annalise means nothing to anyone, especially not to me!"

In light of Grayson's words, Atlas's statement held a different meaning. It appeared that Atlas was keeping something from me.

He had said he would reveal it once the clues connected. Coupled with Grayson's revelations, I was now thoroughly convinced that the information they had found didn't add up.

"What about Rory? Any leads on him?"

This man held a certain allure for me. After all, he was Stella's father.

Plus, I sensed a certain distance in Stella's attitude toward her parents. It wasn't just indifference but a kind of numbne