*ALBERT’S POV*
As I drove from the diner, the tension was palpable. I glanced at Nora and Ashley. "I’ll drop Ashley at the hotel first, then take Nora home since it's farther."
The drive was silent for a while except for the hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of clothes as Ashley shifted in the backseat. The gravity of what we’d just learned hanging over us. I could see the worry etched on their faces in the dim light of the dashboard.
Breaking the silence, Ashley asked, "What do you think that figure is doing with your father?" she asked.
I shook my head, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "I don't know, but it can't be good. My father wouldn't meet someone like that unless it was serious."
Nora spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do you think it could be related
