"The fuck?!" Mindy was definitely awake now. Of all the things heard, this was, by and large, the last thing she wanted to hear. After all, her father had been made an example of on television, hadn't he? They hadn't seen him die, but they had seen him on fire.

She could still smell the smoke, still see how proud he was, in his eyes, even as strength was leaving him...

Mindy wiped her eyes, angry she had shown that. "What was her name?"