We walked a few blocks down to one of Kinsley’s favourite little spots. The spring breeze would have been a nice addition to the morning if my hay fever wasn’t at its peak. I sneezed multiple times on the way, after the fourth time, Sophie finally offered me an antihistamine. Is there anything that girl doesn’t have in her purse?

Now, we are sitting around a table, whilst Mrs Campbell — who insists we call her Betty — fusses over Kinsley and brings us our coffees. The girls are telling me about the day they first met each other here and I can’t help but feel a sense of admiration for how far Kinsley has pushed herself out of her comfort zone with this new friendship. It was only a little over three months ago that the girls met in this very cafe, and now Sophie can hug her without Kinsley dying on the inside.

The rest of the day goes by quickly. After breakfast, which has turned into lunch by the time we leave, Sophie says her goodbyes, and yes, Kinsley willingly hugged her. She really is letting Soph in. Good. Kinsley needs other people in her life. Especially with Tanner temporarily MIA.

If I’m honest with myself, I’m shit scared that during our attempts to take Lance out, one of us won’t make it back to her.

Tanner wants to go all underbelly on Lance; I didn’t even ask how he knew people that had access to weapons, I just quickly shut the conversation down. That was a big Hell No from me; who does he think he is, The God damn Mafia?

Whether Kinsley likes it or not, Tanner needs to be there for her. He might think he’s the big tough guy and I’m … just Jesse. But, I can do this – I need to do this. I have always said when the time came, I would put myself on the line for her. Our top priority is attempting to find Warren. I don’t even know if he is alive but I have to follow through with what Kyle started. I need to see for myself.

The second thing we need to do is close in on Lance, catch him in the thick of whatever the fuck he is doing. To have the police on speed dial and bring them in; I can only hope that there will be enough evidence.

I don’t know Tanner’s life story but he doesn’t seem to have much faith in the law enforcement system. From my own experience, watching the way the police treated Kins and her family throughout the disappearance of her dad and the death of her brother, the process is corrupt. Kinsley would have opted for Tanner’s plan every day of the week, not that I told him that.