"You know what? It doesn't matter. I'm not mad at either of you. I just want us to be honest. You should go. You should catch that flight. But the police will catch up to you. You know that, don't you?"

"I'll talk to them," my father said. "But not without my attorney."

I shook my head. "I don't see why either of you need a lawyer, but obviously I can't change your mind. I'm surprised the police didn't catch up to you before now. I thought they were watching your hotel."

"I haven't been back to the hotel. Vicky brought me a change of clothes."

His actions only made me more suspicious. It was one thing to not want to talk to the police and another to actively avoid them.

My dad rose to his feet, his gaze pleading as he looked at me. "I love you, Brynn. Maybe I haven't told you that enough or showed you that I care, but I do. I was thrown when your mom died. I admit that. I let you down. I hope you'll give me a chance to make it up to you."

"It is what it is," I said as I stood up. "But running away from the police doesn't make me proud. It makes me worry that you're hiding something else."

He drew in a quick breath, glanced at Vicky, then back at me. "I'm not hiding anything, Brynn."

"Your actions say otherwise."

He thought for a moment, then turned to his wife. "She's right. I should talk to the police inspector before we leave."

"You can call him from LA," Vicky said. "With our attorney on the call."

"No, I'll call him now, from the car." He turned back to me. "So you can believe that I'm not hiding anything."

I would have believed it more if he was willing to make the call in front of me, but I could always find out what happened from Inspector Greenman.

My father moved toward the front door, then paused, looking back at me. "Your mother has told so many lies, how will you ever know what's the truth, Brynn?"

"I'll know it when I find it. I'm not counting on her to tell me the truth. But it's out there, and I'm going to get it."

"Be safe," he said. "I couldn't stand to lose you, Brynn. And Dani would die. Think about that when you're deciding how long you should stay here."

His words sent a shiver down my spine. After they left, I turned the dead bolt and leaned against the door, wondering if I was being fair to Dani to put my life on the line. We'd been born together. I couldn't imagine living without her, and I knew she couldn't imagine living without me.