Drake found Girard standing outside of Sierra's bedroom door. "How is she?" He struggled to curb agitation from his voice.

"I'm sure she's seen better days." Girard folded his arms across his chest and widened his stance, blocking the entrance to Sierra's room.

Drake's muscles tightened. "I have to speak to her now."

"She'd rather not see you. She's packing her things to leave." Girard cleared his throat. "Kyle is joining her."

"Where are they planning to ...