“You’ll see in a minute.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Where’s Burroughs’s ex-wife?”
“She’s in her office.”
“Let’s go.”
“Her new husband is here too,” Sarah said. “Ronald Dreason.”
Max thought about that. “Should we divide and conquer?”
“No, Max. I think we should stay together on this. I have him cooling off in another room.”
He didn’t protest. They moved down the corridor and into Cheryl Burroughs’s office. Cheryl Burroughs greeted them professionally, as if they were there as patients. She sat behind her desk. They sat in the two chairs in front of it. The office was sparse. Max looked for the diplomas on the wall and saw none.
Sarah let Max take the lead. Max dove straight in.
“What did your ex-husband say to you?”
“Nothing.”
Like with Hilde Winslow. Max shifted in the chair. “He came here to see you, no?”
“I don’t know why he came here,” she said.
“You didn’t talk?”
“He ran out before he could say much.”
Sarah and Max exchanged a look. Sarah sighed and took that one. “We have the security footage, Dr. Burroughs.”
“It’s Dreason now,” she said.
Sarah was in a mood. “Yeah, whatever. Your ex-husband, the escaped convict who murdered your son, was in this very office for eight minutes before your husband entered. Are you telling us he didn’t say anything in all that time?”
Cheryl took her time. She turned toward the office window and now Max could see the red in her eyes. She’d been crying, no question about it. “I’m not compelled to speak to you, am I?”
Sarah looked at Max. Max looked at Sarah.
“Why wouldn’t you want to speak with us?” Sarah asked.
“I have patients. I would like you to leave.”
Max figured that it was time to drop the bomb.
“Your ex-husband,” he said. “He’s not Matthew’s father, is he?”
Both women stared at him stunned.
“What are you talking about?” Cheryl asked.
Sarah’s face was asking the same question.
Cheryl said, “Of course David is Matthew’s father.”
“Are you sure?”