Rebecca Quinn.
Zeke breaking into her home and admitting to killing... someone.
It was painful, especially recounting the bit about Rebecca. The poor woman. Ivy fought back tears and Daniels gave her a few seconds to collect herself.
Then, “So the first time that Zeke was aggressive toward you was at the bar, correct?”
“Yes. And like I told the detectives last time, there was this guy there. Blake something. He—he knows math. We were playing this coin flipping game and—”
Her mind kept coming back to Blake. The way he’d pretended not to know Penney’s game. How smooth he’d been. How close Ivy had been to going back to his hotel with him.
“We’ll look into it.”
“He said that he was staying at the Marriott at Forrestal. Said he was only staying three days—”
“I said we’d look into it,” Darnell repeated.
Ivy was reminded of what Vaughn had told her, which the captain had reiterated, “Keep it short.”
But... three days?
This also triggered something in Ivy.
What?
She was just so damn tired, her thoughts a jumbled mess. An algebraic equation with so many variables that it was unsolvable.
“Tell us what happened when you went back to Dr.Moorehead’s office. Start withwhyyou went there.”
“I...” She took a deep breath. Told the truth. “I was going to confront him. If he’d just gone to the cops like I told him to, Rebecca would still be alive.”
“Let’s keep this to things you did, Dr.Reeves. No need to speculate.”
You asked mewhyand I told you, Ivy thought bitterly.
“So you found the note. Any idea why it was addressed to you?”
“No.”
“And then you called Detective Ryan?”
“Yes.”
Daniels pulled out the letter that he must have obtained from Vaughn. Read it out loud, likely for the benefit of the cameras.
“Did you understand the letter?”
“Not at first. I was too frazzled after seeing Rebecca. I didn’t know what it meant.”
“But then you did, right? You told Detective Ryan not to head to the Basin and instead to go to Princeton Battlefield?”
“Yes.”
“How many dead bodies have you seen in your life, Dr.Reeves?” Darnell asked. Captain Daniels’s expression soured.
“Three.”
“Three... right. And two of those were today?”
