“You need to listen to me and try not to stress about it. Caleb witnessed something connected to your house fire when he was nine years old.”
I stared at him.
“What kind of something?”
Before the officer could answer, Caleb’s father suddenly spoke.
“He never meant for any of this to happen.”
His voice sounded strained, almost desperate.
“You need to listen to me.”
The officer explained that Caleb’s older brother, Mason, had a history of getting into trouble as a teenager. That night, Caleb secretly followed him on his bike and saw Mason exiting my house shortly before the fire started.
Recently, Caleb finally told his parents part of what he’d seen because Mason was about to be released after serving time for a different crime.
But that morning, Caleb’s parents realized he was gone.
He wasn’t answering calls, and his truck was missing.
Caleb secretly followed him.
After hearing from another parent that Caleb had spent prom night with me, his parents thought perhaps I knew where he was.
