Grayson looked at me as if he had entertained a similar suspicion. Then, he asked, "So, who fell off the cliff? There were witnesses and physical evidence. Even Mr. Atlas saw it with his own eyes!"

"How could this be?" I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.

It was more of a mutter to myself, but suddenly, a memory surged. It was something Atlas had said to me.

I recalled him telling me, "Annalise means nothing to anyone, especially not to me!"

In light of Grayson's words, Atlas's state