Tru woke up with a gasp. For a moment she had forgotten where she was before she recalled dozing in the car as her brother had taken his turn at the wheel. It wasn't the first time she had started the rewind day in a car but it was disconcerting nevertheless.
It was however the first time she had restarted a day in a car with Harrison driving and he looked at her in horror as she jerked forward with a gasp. He quickly pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the engine.
"Tru?" he asked in concern. "You okay?"
"I'm fine," Tru replied with a smile. "Just forgot about my napping in the car and was expecting to see my room."
"You just rewound?" Harrison asked in surprise. "But you're not even working today?"
"Yeah well you don't have to be in the morgue to find dead bodies," Tru pointed out as she pulled out her mobile.
She quickly dialled Davis's number and waited for him to answer.
"Tru?" Davis asked. "You can't have finished already? Have you?"
Tru could picture Davis looking at his watch and mentally calculating the time that it took to get to the prison. "We've been there, spoken to her and are about to do it again. This time preferably without her being killed in the middle of our talk."
"You rewound," Davis said. "What do you need me to do from this end?"
"Can you phone ahead to the prison and get them to move our interview to somewhere more secure?" Tru asked. "I'd call myself but we're nearly there already and I have a lot to go through with Harry before we go in."
"More secure?" Davis asked. "It should be pretty secure anyway. It is a prison."
"Not secure enough," Tru muttered. "Another prisoner and a guard were fighting and burst into the interview room we were in. The guard and Lilah were both killed and asked for help."
"I'll see what I can do," Davis promised.
Tru put her phone back into her pocket and turned to Harrison.
"So what do I need to know?" Harrison asked with a puzzled frown. "Seems simple enough for Davis to get things sorted."
"I'm sure he will," Tru replied. "That's not what I wanted to talk to you about. It's about Lilah herself. We were wrong."
"She doesn't really rewind?" Harrison asked with disappointment.
"Oh she rewinds," Tru sighed. "She was the one who was asked for help just like me and mom. She told us the only way to stop the rewinds is to get rid of the other person who relives days."
"You mean get rid of Jack?" Harrison asked. "He's not going to be leaving town any time soon. He's made that real clear."
"I don't mean leave town. I mean permanently rid of. She's serving time for murdering her own counterpart."
"So Jack has to die?" Harrison said with a wicked grin. Tru rolled her eyes.
"There's something else," she said. "Lilah said that Dad told her to go for the insanity plea by telling the jury about the rewinds."
"So?" questioned Harrison with a frown. "We already knew that she'd told the jury about reliving days."
"But he thought she was insane," Tru pressed as she willed her brother to figure out what she was hinting at. She knew the second that the light dawned in his mind.
"You never mentioned you'd thought of telling Dad about your calling," Harrison commented.
"You thought I was crazy," Tru pointed out. "But a part of me wondered if maybe Mom told Dad about the calling. She had the calling before they were married and right up to the day she died. Didn't you ever wonder if she'd confided in him?"
"They didn't exactly have the greatest of marriages," Harrison said. "Not exactly the open and honest type of relationship, at least on Dad's part."
"Maybe not at the end," Tru admitted. "But early on she must have thought about telling him."
"Maybe she knew he'd not believe her," Harrison replied.
"But keeping it a secret all those years," Tru sat back and looked out at the road. The road was almost deserted, just the odd car passing by. "I can't imagine it. Having to keep a secret like this from those you love for so long."
"Is that why you told me?" Harrison asked. "I did wonder why you were so determined to convince me you were telling the truth."
"I wanted someone to tell me I wasn't crazy," Tru said with a grin. "Guess I picked the wrong person though."
"At least I was convinced eventually," Harrison laughed.
"Seriously," Tru said as she twisted around in her seat to look at her brother. "I told you because I didn't want to have to lie to you by keeping it a secret. It's been you and me Harry, for so long, and I didn't want the secret to come between us. You know it would have sooner or later."
Harrison cast his gaze towards the road, slightly embarrassed by his sister's display of affection.
"So do you think Mom told Dad then?" Harrison eventually asked in an attempt to steer the subject back to safer ground than his sister's emotional outburst.
"I don't know," Tru replied. "From what Lilah said about Dad I wonder if Mom either told him and he didn't believe her, or she didn't tell him and he knew she was lying to him all those years. We've blamed Dad all this time for the relationship breaking down. But maybe things weren't quite as we thought."
"You think Mom's calling could have caused their relationship to fall apart?" Harrison said.
"It's a possibility," Tru answered. "I know how hard it was with Luc. Constantly making excuses and lying to him. He knew they were lies and it was coming between us all the time. And it's not like we were married or even living together. We weren't together for as long as Mom and Dad were either. If he didn't know or didn't believe her, then her calling must have had repercussions on their marriage. I can't see how it couldn't."
"Unless he knew about it, and did believe her," Harrison concluded. "So you were wondering about whether to speak with Dad about your calling but now you're afraid he'll think you're insane like you think he thought Lilah was."
"Who wouldn't think she was insane?" Tru asked. "Besides us?"
Harrison sat quietly and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. "The court apparently didn't," he finally pointed out. "For all the good it did her. So what do you want to do about Dad?"
"I don't know," Tru replied. "I just don't know. It'd help if I knew what he really thought about Lilah's story. She said she'd told him the truth and he advised her to go for the insanity plea. But did he really think she was crazy or was he just advising her to do what he thought was best?"
"I don't remember anything on his notes on the file," Harrison said as he thought back to the night the previous week when they had broke into the office to look at the file.
"There wasn't," Tru confirmed. Harrison might not have been looking specifically for that information but she had been. There was nothing on the file to indicate one way or another what he had really thought about Lilah's story.
"Did you ask Lilah if she thought he believed her?" Harrison asked.
"We didn't get chance to go into that much detail," Tru replied. "Hopefully we'll have better luck today."
"Shall we get moving then?" Harrison said as he started the engine.
"Yeah," Tru agreed as he pulled out back onto the road. "We're about twenty minutes away."
"You sure you're okay," Harrison asked Tru as she remained quietly lost in her thoughts.
Tru nodded.
"There's something else, isn't there?" Harrison asked as he tried to read his sister.
Tru nodded again.
"What is it?" he asked as he considered whether to pull the car over again.
"We told her the truth," Tru finally answered.
"About you?" Harrison asked. "Did she believe us?"
"I think so," Tru replied. "We told her about me and Jack, and Mom and confessed that we don't work for Dad's company."
"We're not in trouble for lying to get in to see her are we?" Harrison asked in a tone that suggested he might already know the answer. If there was trouble to get into, he did have a habit of doing just that.
"No, we're not in trouble. And remember this was yesterday anyway," Tru said, putting his mind at ease somewhat. "It's just that when I told her that Richard Davies is our father and that Mom had the calling before her she…"
"What?" Harrison pressed.
"I don't know," Tru replied with a frustrated sigh. "It was like she was figuring something out but she died before she could tell us what."
"You think it was something important?"
"Yes," Tru replied. "I think it was something very important. I just hope this time around she survives long enough to tell us."
"Well look on the bright side," Harrison said. "At least Jack is far enough away not to cause trouble today."
"I'm thankful for that small blessing," Tru said with a grin as they arrived at the prison.
There was something wrong, Tru thought with a frown forty five minutes later. They had gone straight in yesterday as soon as their names had been checked on the visitors' list. Today they were stuck at the desk as the same person who had let them through yesterday looked cautiously at them as he made a hushed phone call.
"Something's wrong," Tru whispered to Harrison. "We weren't held up here yesterday."
"Maybe it's because we're a bit later than yesterday," Harrison suggested.
"I don't think so," Tru replied with another nervous glance around her. She jumped nervously as a guard appeared behind them.
"If you'd come with me please," he said as he directed Tru and Harrison towards a door that she knew was not the one they needed to go through to see Lilah.
Tru wondered what was happening as they followed the guard down a long corridor before eventually arriving at the office of the governor.
"If you'd like to take a seat," the governor said as he directed them to the chairs opposite his desk.
They sat down as the governor rifled through his papers.
"I see you're booked in as representatives of Ms Walter's lawyer. Is that correct?"
Tru and Harrison exchanged a worried glance.
"I see it's not," the governor continued with a sharp glance at them. "In fact after receiving information this morning I decided to phone Ms Walter's lawyers and they confirmed that although they have a Harrison Davies on the payroll, they don't have a Tru Davies and they haven't booked a visit for anyone to see her at this time."
Tru frowned wondering why they had checked up today. She wondered if this was additional security after Davis's phone call.
"I'm sure you're aware that assisting in the escape of prisoners is a very serious offence," the governor said as he stood up and glared down at them.
"What?" Harrison blurted out.
"You're denying that you have come here under false pretences with the intention of assisting in the escape of Lilah Walters?" he asked.
"Yeah we deny it," Harrison replied, ignoring Tru's cautious shake of her head.
"Well Mr Davies, information I have received this morning would indicate otherwise."
"What information?" Tru asked as she laid her hand on Harrison's arm in an attempt to get him to remain quiet.
"Information from an investigation agency," the governor said with a smug grin. "They've been tracking you two for some time and forwarded me information this morning indicating your plans to stage a jail break."
"That's crap," Harrison stated as he shook off Tru's hand.
"Would you mind letting me see that file you have there then," the governor asked.
"It's privileged legal documents," Tru quickly said as she kept a close grip on the papers.
"Ms Davies," the governor said with a patronising glance at her. "We've already established that you don't work for Ms Walters' lawyer and if those are legal documents you have then you've obviously obtained them illegally."
"I work for Richard Davies," Harrison pointed out.
"But you aren't here in an official capacity," the governor retorted. "Which means you're both in serious trouble."
"I want to speak to a lawyer," Harrison said and sat back in his seat with his arms folded across his chest.
The governor glared at him and stood up. "I'll go see what I can do," he said through gritted teeth as he left the room.
"What the hell did Davis say to them?" Harrison asked the minute the door had closed.
"I don't think it was Davis," Tru said as she pointed at the desk. "Look at that."
Harrison leaned forward. "J. H. Investigations" he read from the notepad that also had their names and descriptions jotted down on. He shrugged.
"J.H." Tru repeated with a meaningful raise of her eyebrow.
"Jack Harper," Harrison said with a groan. "So much for him not interfering from so far away."
"We spoke too soon," Tru sighed. "So any ideas of what to do now?"
Harrison looked at the door a moment before turning back to Tru. He shrugged and shook his head.
"Me neither," Tru said. "But we'd better think of something quickly or Lilah will not only be dead but I won't be anywhere near her if she wants to ask for help again."
A/N - I haven't forgotten this one and will be updating it soon.
