Daniel said:
“I’ll go with you.”
I looked at him.
“You will not coordinate your story with me.”
He flinched.
“You are right.”
I moved to another hotel room.
Maya came.
We contacted investigator assigned through appropriate agency.
The old crash case had never been fully closed in my mind.
Officially, it had been classified as an unresolved single-vehicle
collision with possible unknown contributing vehicle.
No one had enough evidence to prove another driver caused it.
Daniel gave statement through counsel.
The keychain was turned over properly.
The plastic tag turned out not to be an official police evidence tag.
That surprised us.
Daniel admitted he had created the label years later so he would
remember case number.
That was strange.
But not criminal by itself.
The keychain itself was real.
Its significance depended on location, chain of custody, and Daniel’s
credibility.
Three years had passed.
Evidence had been compromised by his actions.
