Margaret continued.
“Eleanor wanted to expose it. I wanted to disappear.”
Claire took a step forward.
“So you fought?”
“Yes.”
“Inside the car?”
“Yes.”
“What happened?”
Margaret’s eyes filled.
“Eleanor said if we survived Thomas following us, she would go straight to the police.”
Claire waited.
Margaret whispered, “I told her that would get us killed.”
“And?”
“She said she didn’t care.”
Claire’s breathing became ragged.
“Then what?”
“We struggled over the steering wheel.”
The room went silent.
Daniel whispered, “Oh God.”
Margaret nodded.
“The car swerved.”
Claire stared at her.
“You caused the crash.”
“No.”
“You touched the wheel.”
“Yes.”
