July 19
Sabretti laughed. “All right, so you’re in the clear,” he said. “At least, in my book, you are. We’ll have the Port Authority look through those tapes, though. You have kids, you say?”
“Yes,” Phillip said. He caught the detective’s gaze dropping to his hands, to check for a wedding band. “They’re adopted,” he added.
“Was just gonna ask,” Sabretti mumbled. “Must be tough being a single dad.”
“It has its moments,” Phillip said.
“Got a daughter, myself,” Sabretti said, wistfully. “About Rob’s age, in fact. She’s out at Fairywood Montessori, though.”
“We’ve been trying to get a pilot group for Blue Streak out there for months,” Katherine said. “The school just won’t have any of it.”
“Yeah, they’re awfully picky out there,” Sabretti said. “Why don’t you tell me about this Blue Streak thing of yours. It sounds like a roller coaster or something.”
“It’s funny you mention it,” Chloe said, smiling. “As it turns out, we did name it after a roller coaster.” She went on to explain the basics of the program to the detective; Phillip tuned most of this out.
Sabretti’s questions to that point had given Phillip a significant amount of information, while not revealing too much. He was aware that Alex MacKenzie had put out a Missing Persons report for his wife and son, and that for some reason, the police did not suspect domestic foul play in the slightest. That was unsurprising, Phillip scoffed; if Mirielle and Rob truly had run off, Alex was free to spin any length of yarn he wanted, and the police would likely buy it without blinking.
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