The lady beside Dalton almost had her skeleton jump out of her skin. "Good- good morning ma'am," she stuttered.

"Keep your greetings to yourself." She looked at Annalise. "It already looks like a bad morning to me."

"Oh wow," Dalton muttered.

Elizabeth's eyes landed on him. "I'm going to ask you again, what are you doing here?"

Dalton scratched the back of his neck. "Um, we came to visit Annalise," he said rapidly.

Annalise's jaw hung loose on its hinges. ...