"Marcus, guess what?"
"You got fired?"
"Try again."
"You screwed up something?"
"Close."
"I knew it. What did you do this time?"
"Mom called."
"Mom called?" He lowers his voice. "Has she talked to you at all since you left home?"
"Nope."
"Then what did she want from you?"
"She knows where I am and what I'm up to. She knows that I've been looking for my child all these years. She wants me to give up and go home, wherever that is."
"Allison, that's not good at all. Mom will frustrate you."
"That's why I called. I need you."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Please find a way to make her leave me alone. I saw my daughter yesterday and you know what that means? I'm staying here, come what may. I'm not losing her again."
He stills for a moment, and then;
"You met her? You didn't te
