082: Visiting Room

Lara

I feel numb after leaving the facility.

Everything is a jumbled mess in my head. Figuring out what my next step will be is harder than it should be. I have to stay low and not attract attention to myself. I should drive back to the hotel and stay there until it’s time to pick up Ander from school.

But this anger brewing inside of me won’t let me sit still.

I call Finch. My hands are shaking as I reach for the phone. He answers again on the first ring. My breaths are uneven and I find it hard to figure out what to say even though I’m the one who called.

“You saw her?” he asks gently.

I slap my forehead with the heel of my hand. “What the hell was that, Finch?”

“I had the same reaction when Dad told me,” he reveals.

“I want to talk to him.”

“To who? Dad?”

“Where can I find him?” I ask. “Which prison?”

Finch is silent on the other end of the line. Although I haven’t spoken to my father in years, this is something that I can’t run from. I need to know the truth from his side.