Lucy folds her arms across herself.
"Instead you kept trying to make me someone else."
"I did."
He doesn't even try to argue.
"And then..."
His breathing catches.
"When they called and said you were missing..."
He stops.
For several seconds, he can't get another word out.
"I knew."
The room is completely still.
"I knew the second they said your name that I'd done this."
He presses both hands against his face before dragging them down slowly.
"I kept hearing every word I'd told that man at the bar."
His voice drops to almost nothing.
"I handed him everything he needed."
Karen begins crying openly now.
"I've never hated myself the way I did that night."
He looks at me again.
"Then your club showed up."
His eyes stay on mine.
"I watched every one of you move without hesitation."
I don't answer.
"You organized in minutes."
His voice carries more emotion now.
"You rode into a Southside Kings clubhouse knowing you might not come back."
He shakes his head.
"I've never seen loyalty like that."
His eyes drift toward Lucy.
"And I've never seen anyone love my daughter the way you do."
