“Excuse me,” I snap. “Can I ask what the hell you’re doing here?” The woman freezes before she turns in my direction. The instant I recognize her, all the blood drains from my face. In her eyes, I see her loss mixed with a hint of anger. Alicia Mullins looks me over before the loss wins out, and an uncontrollable sob escapes her. “I came to ask you what happened to my daughter, Katy.”
