Allison's POV

For a moment, my fingers hovered on the phone, and I watched him closely. Just what was he driving at with the phone? What did he want me to see? Though his words suggested it, there was no way Father was alive. It just wasn't possible.

He pushed the phone further against my fingers, urging me to take it. I stared at him and the phone, and finally I took it with a shrug.

But then, my eyes fell on the videos, angled more towards a certain face, a face that shouldn't exist, a ...