Mary touched her chest and took out her phone. "Ms. Easton, I can tell you."
She sat in the living room. The moon was high up in the starry sky outside.
Ainsley and Matteo sat on the other side and listened carefully.
"After I left the police station on the day my daughter died, I met her in the doorway of my home. She said she would help me get justice and taught me what to do. In fact, I saw her on the 20th floor that day, but I didn't tell anyone... She came not long after you left. I didn't know who she was, but I knew she was dressed well and looked good. One piece of her clothes can cover our living expenses for years."
Mary smiled with self-mockery and continued, "I couldn't help but confront her. She told me not to think about this anymore. She asked me to accuse you of killing my daughter. She even gave me 160 thousand dollars to make me agree."