Kerris POV

The house feels more comforting than ever as I walk in. Seeing my dad in that prison cell doesn't feel good in the slightest.

I stare at Zach's number on my phone screen. He has been on my mind every second since he left at noon.

Even though I promised myself to be patient and wait for him, I'm tempted to call him now. To beg him to let dad out. Joseph Hart can't be guilty of poisoning his own daughter.

"Miss Hart," Tara calls gently. She has just appeared from the pantry.

"Yes, Tara."

"I need to pick up some groceries. Do you need anything?"

"No. I'll...