“That is not answer.”
“I know.”
“What about keychain?”
Daniel looked at object.
“I found it near road.”
“Near my car?”
“Near upper shoulder.”
“Why take it?”
“I saw something attached.”
“What?”
“A small USB drive.”
I froze.
“My keychain had no USB drive.”
“It did that night.”
I stared.
Daniel continued.
“Ryan saw it too.”
“He said it belonged to him.”
“That made no sense.”
“I took it before deputies arrived.”
“Why?”
“I was scared.”
“For him?”
“Yes.”
“What happened to USB?”
“Ryan took it from me later.”
I could barely speak.
“You removed evidence from crash scene.”
“Yes.”
“And never told investigators.”
“Yes.”
“You met me in hospital afterward.”
“Yes.”
“By accident?”
Daniel closed eyes.
“No.”
That hurt differently.
“What?”
“I checked where ambulance took you.”
“You were working there?”
“Not that night.”
“I picked up a shift two days later.”
“On my floor?”
“Yes.”
I stepped backward.
