With much on her mind, feeling her mother’s angst, she white-lined traffic to her father’s office in Sherman Oaks on Ventura Boulevard. She told him she was in the area, talked to him for ten minutes, then lied and said she had left her cellular at the family house when she was with her mother and asked to use his. She walked away, went to the ladies’ room, called her mother, told her that Operation Creep Dad’s Information was in progress, and fifteen minutes later she gave her father his phone back. Too much on her mind, she kissed her dad good-bye, took to the freeways. She hated lying to her father, but she hated for her mother to be in pain. She was afraid of what she would find on her father’s phone. Stressed, she really needed to work out to clear her head. Coughing, nose stuffy, she was finally en route to the Culver City stairs. Indigo cruised by Cameo Woods apartments and saw a Honda pulled over, slanting to one side.
