(Vaughn)
I woke up Sunday morning with my stomach in knots.
Today was the day. I was meeting Emily Hart at two in the afternoon.
I got up and took a shower. Got dressed. Tried to eat breakfast but couldn't get anything down.
Donovan was already awake when I came into the kitchen.
"Big day," he said.
"Yeah."
"You ready?"
"I think so."
"Remember. Get her talking. Record everything. Don't let her know you're recording."
"I know."
"And don't come back without something we can use."
I nodded.
I spent the rest of the morning trying to distract myself. Watched TV. Checked my phone. Paced around the house.
Finally, at one thirty, I got in my car and started driving to Portland.
The drive took about thirty minutes. I found Laurelhurst Park and parked near the entrance. I sat in my ca
