Owe him this, a strange turn of phrase. For Richard, Alex didn't owe him anything. She was the one person to stay by his side through all of this. The person he dragged into everything without thinking through what it could do to her. Even Ruby was kept at a distance from what was going on, but Alex, Alex had a front row seat.

If she were talking about her time in this place, her, liaison, with John, then he had forgiven her that too. He'd taken on the blame that she so graciously had offered and locked it deep within himself.

He allowed her to take his hand and move him toward the door, slightly curious as to what she was planning, but also wondering if he'd make a horrible mistake.