Two days later, Levi knocked at Chris' office door, carrying a bag of documents and photos.

"Come in," Scott said, his eyes fixed on his laptop, trying to focus on work and not to think about Brianna.

"Good Morning, Mr. Anderson. Here are some documents and photos of Mrs. Brianna Anderson." Levi handed Scott the bag.

"Have you spoken to her mother?" Scott asked. He somehow felt that he was going to discover something that would change everything.

"Yes. I have. There ...