How I Take The Wheel

"But your family seemed so close," Trevor said, surprised. He was right, Nick's family did seem close. I remembered the day he had run away, it was all over the news. His picture as last seen in Mexico was flashing over and over again along with a picture of his family. The picture was beautiful and lively, with Garrett Shepherd holding Nick's hand, both laughing at something while Nick's mother stood at the back with his infant sister in her embrace, looking adoringly at them. It was that picture that labeled them the perfect family. How could it be otherwise?

Nick smiled wryly. "It was before Lucia died."

"Your baby sister?" Kat asked. It was known that she had died of asphyxiation and heat when Nick's father left her inside his locked car. "Your father..."