Landis sits on the back porch of the lake house, listening to the sound of Grace pulling Abbie’s car out of the driveway, taking Abbie back to the Sheriff’s department. Officially, it’s nothing more than a citizen’s arrest. But Abbie confessed to murder, and Grace had handcuffs, so it’s better than nothing. Landis hugs his knees to his chest, watching the lake, his eyes tracing the shape of its bank in the dim light.