A Guiltless Alibi

Macon had no idea what made him freeze up like that. By the time he came to his senses and turned to look, Maura had already been shoved into the van, which was now being driven away.

Macon swallowed hard, his fingers clenched around the phone that had just been hung up on. Then he crossed the street, heading back home, moving as if in a daze.

The 650-square-foot apartment was spotless, with every