""Please come in," Annalise begged. "Your father is so ill and I need your help."
The taxi waited. Its engine humming, wipers rhythmically flicking snow into little heaps on either side of the windshield.
"I'll make sure you're settled, but I've got to go," Anthony clipped out.
"Anthony, aren't you making too much out of this? She went to see Alex's cousin. It's not a life or death situation!"
Anthony neither had the energy nor the inclination to explain. Jessica Taylor had bubbled over with worry and relief to hear Anthony's voice. She passed on the information willingly. She was scared for Chloe. Worried that Brody was unstable and possibly even criminal. She said Chloe wanted to help him.
Wanted to help him? God! The best thing she could possibly do was stay out of it! Anthony didn
