It was just another day on the mediterranean island of Malta.
The air was solid and there was this very bright light streaming through the house.
Matthew's mother was running late.
We didn't even have lunch.
There was no time for it.
My mother needed to go out to an appointment at the bank.
Daphne Caruana Galicia cut up some tomatoes, sliced a ball of mozzarella, and left it out for him on a plate, then grabbed her keys and headed for the door.
I heard her walking away.
I pressed resume on the laptop to continue playing the music I was listening to.
And then I heard an explosion.
I just felt like I was going to faint.
A load of adrenaline kicked in and I just sprinted off.
I kept running and then I saw that the trees were burning.
At the side of the room, 200 meters right in front of me, there was a huge ball of fire.
Please God.
Please God, be another car.
From wondery, the makers of suspect and the shrink next door, comes a story about what happens when the murder of a local journalist reveals dark secrets.
There's going to be an attempt not just to kill Daphne, but also to bury her stories and her memory.
The police didn't take action.
They didn't do what police usually do.