“To tell you the truth, I can’t figure it out. They were waiting for me, expecting me to have a hidden camera or a microphone. But they didn’t know who I was. I’d lied about why I was there and even gave them a fake name.” He lowered his head, color staining those pale cheeks. “I’m sorry, but I used yourname. It was the first thing that popped into my head when they asked.”
That explained things.
Keir raised his head. “They strip-searched me and seemed surprised not to find anything. I was terrified.” He exhaled hard. “Some hero, cowering on the floor, blubbering. But all they did was tellme I could retrieve my stuff at the police station today. When they threw me out into the storm, I was scared but so thankful to get away from them. It could have been way worse.”