“Good,” I said. “Now get off my property. And if you ever come near my daughter again, you’ll regret it.”

She turned and walked quickly to her car.

I went back inside.

Lily was standing in the hallway, having heard everything.

“Was that her?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“What did she want?”

“To make a deal,” I said. “She’s going to testify against Richard.”

Lily thought about that.

“Good,” she said finally. “Let her. The more people who tell the truth, the better.”

She walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“When this is all over… can we go somewhere? Just us? Maybe the lake? Like we used to when I was little?”

I smiled.

“Anywhere you want,” I said.

She smiled back—a real smile, the first one that reached her eyes in a long time.

And in that moment, I knew we were going to win.

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