Monica's POV
Around four in the afternoon, Claudia knocked on my door to tell me the detectives had arrived. Something in her tone made me pause—she'd said "detectives" plural. I told her to show them in, and Morris appeared in the doorway just as the two men entered.
"Sullivan! Dale! Thanks for coming here to take my wife's statement," Morris said, his voice warm but protective.
"Our pleasure, Lorenzo. And thank you again for the wedding invitation. Beautiful ceremony," Inspector Sullivan replied with his characteristic politeness.
"You had to be there. You're the ones who brought the love of my life back to me," Morris said, pulling me close. "Let's use my office for this, angel."
