"Renee, I need you to do me a favour."
Destiny held her phone against her ear, glancing towards the open doorway of her bedroom at Greg's house. She had been turning the request over in her mind for nearly twenty minutes, trying to find a way to ask without making it sound as suspicious as it was.
On the other end, Renee was quiet for a moment.
"What kind of favour?"
"I need you to look through your father's room. See if there's any information about the psychiatric hospital Christy was sent to. An address, a document, anything with the hospital's name on it."
"Why would I find that in his room?"
"Because he was involved in sending her there."
"That doesn't mean he kept the paperwork."
"I know. I'm asking you to check."
Another pause.
"Destiny, what exactly are you looking for?"
"The name of the hospital, Renee. That's all I need for now."
"That isn't what I meant."
Destiny closed her eyes briefly.
