It turned violent.
Ethan claimed he had panicked.
He said Daniel had been injured during the confrontation.
Instead of calling for help, Ethan tried to clean the scene.
That was where the obsessive bathroom cleaning began.
But there was another part of the story that shocked me even more.
Daniel had survived the initial incident.
Ethan had not known whether he would recover.
So he kept cleaning.
Over and over.
Every day.
For years.
The evidence eventually led investigators to another location connected to Ethan.
A storage property he had rented under a different name.
That search produced additional evidence connecting him to Daniel’s disappearance.
Daniel had never been found.
But investigators were finally able to reconstruct enough of what happened to reopen the case properly.
I sat through the questioning feeling as though I were watching someone else’s life.
Five years of marriage.
Five years of kisses on my forehead.
