EXT. - CICI'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Gerri was almost to the Charger by the time her father caught up with her. She just couldn't face him, wouldn't. How could the man she respected, loved, adored betray her like this?
How could he lie to her since she was a little girl and not tell her what she was?
Maybe he didn't know. But Gerri didn't believe that. Even less when she spun at the sound of him whispering her name right behind her to thud both fists into his chest as they both came to a sudden halt.
One look in his green eyes-the eyes she inherited-and she knew. He knew. He'd lied.
Her whole world might as well have crumbled away from beneath her. The rock of her existence, Sergeant Dutch Meyers, the only person in this world she respected without question, lied to her.
"Gerri, kiddo." He hesitated. It broke her heart, that moment of quiet. He was trying to figure out what to say. More lies?