H A I L E Y
Emily had given us all the information we needed. We had the location of her father. We knew their strengths and weaknesses. And we had a plan.
It wasn't a perfect plan. But it was a start.
"You sure about this?" Dominic asked, as we sat around the kitchen table.
"No," I said, honestly. "But it's the best shot we have."
"You really think she's telling the truth?" he pressed.
"I think so," I said. "I think she's desperate to make things right. She wants us to succeed, she wants her father gone. She has nothing to gain by lying to us."
"You're putting a lot of faith in her," he said.
"I am," I admitted. "But I don't think it's misplaced. She's a broken girl, Dominic. She's been through a lot. And she knows the only way she can ever hope to be forgiven is if we win. So, we
