Andrew walks over and reaches out for Avery's forehead. "What's wrong?" Andrew asks, "You look pale."
"Don't touch me!" she snaps, slapping his hand away.
"I'm asking you if you're feeling alright," Andrew says defensively.
Avery shakes her head. If Andrew was indeed talking about Charles on the phone, she doesn't know how she'll live with the pain. Even now, she finds it hard to breathe, thinking about the search for his body.
She doesn't want to stay in the same room as Andrew for another minute. His presence disgusts and enrages her. "I'm frazzled from the ride," she lies. "I want to go to my room."
The curtains in Evan's study are pulled across the windows, blocking all sunlight from entering the room. Avery's recording plays on an endless loop in the dark space. While Robert manages the search, Evan remains shut in his study.
