IAN'S POV

　　I waited as the phone rang, feeling my stomach twist in knots. I knew this would not be an easy conversation.

　　Finally, Mr. Roberts picked up.

　　"Hello, Mr. Roberts," I said.

　　"Thank you for taking my call. I'd like to talk to you about your daughter, Louisa."

　　There was a brief pause on the other end of the line. "Of course, Mr. Parker," Mr. Roberts replied.

　　"I understand that Louisa has been causing some ...