Allie

"I didn't expect you here," Allie observed icily. She and Katie's mother were rivals more than anything.

"Yeah, I know," Katie agreed. "I'm working on an insider perspective of dad ... Moses. But going through the journal ... I saw this name I'm trying to learn more about. Jermaine Blount. I ... I know dad ... Moses...wasn't a great man, wasn't a paragon of virtue. But I need to know how deep it went."

"You know, knowledge is a dangerous thing," Allie said, considering. "Men are dangerous as well. It's not too late to go back to your privileged little life, with your ideals only dented."

"I need to know," Katie said firmly.

"Your funeral," Ally said nonchalantly. "11 a.m. tomorrow then, he sleeps late."