My five-year-old daughter always bathed with my husband. They would stay in there for more than an hour every night. When I finally asked her what

everyone for years.

“Officers,” he said lightly. “Is something wrong?”

Two officers stepped inside.

They didn’t smile back.

“We received a call,” one of them said. “We need to ask a few questions.”

Mark glanced at me.

Just a quick look.

But it said everything.

You did this.

I didn’t look away.