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Alex jotted a few notes.
“So back to your original question,” Matthew said. “Laura both had made some enemies, and had good reason to go off somewhere and hide until all the rumors settled down.”
“Who were the guys Laura was going to name?” Alex asked. “What are their names?”
Matthew shook his head. “She never told me. Like I said, she was pretty secretive about the story she was working on.”
“Then how did it leak so badly?”
“No idea. People knew Laura was poking around the rape story, but there were only a few rumors circulating until Duncan Chadwick’s press conference. Then, everything just blew up.”
“How close was Laura to finishing her story?”
“Close. I think she was actually done with it, just had to do some voice-over work at the recording studio.”
“Why hadn’t she dropped the episode? If she was finished with it, why didn’t she air it on Thursday night? Isn’t that when The Scoop airs?”
“It is, but Laura was hesitant to drop the story. The university told Laura, through a written letter, that any recording work she did inside the university’s studio belonged to them and could not be disseminated without their approval.”
Alex took more notes.
“Okay. Let’s move on to you and Laura. When was the last time you saw her?”
“Friday morning. She stayed at my apartment Thursday night and left early Friday for a class.”
“Which class?” Alex asked. “We’re going to get into specifics and I need every detail.”
“It was, uh, media law and ethics, I think. Yeah,” Matthew said, nodding his head, “that was her early morning class on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.”
“Good. Details will help.”
“Help with what?”
“Your credibility. The longer Laura stays missing, the more suspicion you’re going to come under. We need every detail of your weekend mapped out. What time did she leave on Friday?”
“It was a nine o’clock class, so, like—”
“Not like, Matthew. What time did Laura leave your apartment, exactly?”
“Eight-twenty. She wanted to go back to her place to shower before class.”
“And you didn’t see her again?”
“No, haven’t seen her since then.”
“Did you communicate with her after she left your apartment on Friday morning? Phone call or text? Anything on social media?”
“No.”
“When did the police first come to see you about Laura?”
“Monday afternoon. Like—I mean, at . . . it was just after one o’clock in the afternoon.”
“Okay. We have two bookends at the moment: you were in your apartment at eight-twenty Friday morning, and the police came to your apartment at one o’clock Monday afternoon. You and I are going to sit here and account for every hour in between. And you’re not just going to tell me where you were, we’re going to prove it.”
“Every hour?”
“Yes.”
