I had honestly expected him to show up later, but I wasn't complaining. I was just glad to have someone who was interested in something I was. It was rare for me. I always was less than my sister, and my friends.

"Hey, um, I have to ask you something," he said.

"Okay. Shoot."

"Did your mom have an affair?" I had hoped that wasn't going to come up, but I knew better. I'm just surprised he hadn't asked yesterday.

"Yeah, she did."

"With who?" I hesitated. "Jackie, it may help us in the investigation." I sighed.

"My dad's CO."

"Do you know where we can find him?"

"He lives down the block."

"Thank you."

"Is that what Dean's asking my sister?"

"He might be." My sister would've found out eventually, anyway, so I was okay with that. "Does she know about the affair?"

"No. My mom and I thought it would be best if we didn't tell her."

"Why's that?"

"At the time, Callie wasn't exactly as great as she is now. Her boyfriend of three years had just broken up with, she was getting bullied, and her friends had been in a drunk driving accident. We thought telling her might send her over the edge."

"But your mom told you?"

"No. I found out on accident."

"And how did he react?"

"My father, or his CO?"

"Both, if you don't mind."

"My dad was angry, and it made him reckless. His CO was guilty, but claimed he was in love with my mom. That's what they told me, anyway."

"Where's your father buried?"

"He was cremated." Sam sighed. "Why?"

"Just asking."

"What's going on?"

"I gotta go, but maybe we can meet up sometime."

"Sam?" He was already out the door. "Sam!" I watched him grab his brother's arm, and drag him to their car. Callie looked back at me, confused. She jogged up to the door.

"What'd you do?"

"Nothing. I gotta go."

"You're going to tail FBI agents?"

"Yup." I grabbed my keys and my jacket from the hooks by the door, and locked the door behind me. Callie followed me down the walkway.

"This is a bad idea."

"Which is why you're not coming with me."

"The hell I'm not." I got in my car, locking the doors. She glared at me halfheartedly as I took off.