I’m grateful that I’m not going to be implicated in the mishandling of my father’s evidence file. All I did was misplace the file in the receptionist’s desk at the Queens Forensics Lab. The file was found the next day. Right after my father had already been arraigned then released on house arrest and $15 million bail. But I can be charged with obstruction of justice if anyone finds out I moved that file. So I’m grateful that Knox took care of Charlie. But it still makes me sick to go into work every day and not hear Charlie’s snide remarks. Knox silenced him too. And he refuses to tell me where Charlie is or if he’s okay. “He’s still calling into work, isn’t he?” Knox barked at me the last time I pressed him for information on Charlie. “That doesn’t mean he’s not hurt. Where are you holding him? When are you letting him go?” Eventually, my questioning turned into hysterics.
