Caleb saw it the way most people saw it, on his phone, on a Saturday morning when he had no particular reason to be looking at his phone except that he was waiting for the coffee to finish and had reached for it the way people reached for things when their hands had nothing else to do.
He read the headline once. Then he set the phone face down on the kitchen counter, exactly where it had been, and stood with both hands braced on the marble edge and listened to the coffee machine finish its cycle, the small domestic sound of it filling the quiet of his villa kitchen while his mind did something it rarely did, which was to stop moving entirely.
Martin Mole Vanishes Before Wedding to Katherine Thorne.
He poured the coffee. He did not drink it. He stood at the counter and looked at the rain against the kitchen window and thought, with the particular careful quality he brought to things he did not want to think about too quickly, about what this information meant.
