Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-two
Alicia's POV
Catherine accepted the director position the next morning.
"After last night, I'm convinced this foundation is exactly where I need to be," she said over coffee while Lia played in her bouncer nearby. "You're doing important work. Life-saving work. And you need someone with my background to help manage the security concerns that come with it."
"Security concerns?" I asked.
"Abusive men don't like their victims escaping. Some of them will come looking. Some will be dangerous. You need protocols in place to protect the women you're helping and the people doing the helping."
She was right. I'd been so focused on getting women out that I hadn't fully considered what happened when their abusers came looking for them.
"I'll defer to your expertise," I said. "Whatever protocols you think we need, implement them."
"Good. I'll start immediately." She paused. "What are you going to do about your father?"
