Shiiiiiiit. 

"Great!"

"Well, that fits with how utterly unconcerned he was that his daughter might be missing."

"Am I the only one who has a really bad feeling about -- I guess that's my answer, thank you Zoe --"

"Samson says they called, so that doesn't indicate hailing a false taxi waiting around, does it, it'd implicate Samson?"

"- Possibly it's worth checking with a few other taxi companies in the area, in case he misremembered? But that doesn't sound good, and if he gave you the number, presumably he expected you to call and check."

"Maybe we should go check up on him in person? I'm not sure what I'm expecting to find, but - "

"Lacie met him in person and immediately disappeared and he doesn't care, I do not think we should do that!"

"Well, Lacie was alone. But I suppose that's a point."

"Do any of the people who know her know if she was close to anyone else who might know things about what her foster father was like?"

"The number was the last thing he gave me, I told him I'd quit bothering him if he'd just give us the number. Might be a good idea to head over there but I'm not sure we want him knowing we're there. --Oh, I've got her New York number, she lives with her brother. Long distance, obviously."

"Might be worth calling him before we do anything, then. ...I guess I can do that? If you guys want to look at how we'd get to Samson's house if we went to scout it?"

She goes back to the hotel room to call Oswald. 

"Hello, Ferrier residence."

"Hello, this is Mary Silverstring, I'm working with Lacie on the investigation for Mrs. Winston-Rogers, I assume she told you about that?"

"...Yes, she did. Is everything alright?"

"It might be nothing. I'm sorry if this is very sudden, but was wondering what her relationship with your father was like? She visited him about four hours ago, was supposed to have left about three hours ago, and has not returned. He gave us the name of the taxi service he called up, and we called the taxi service and were told that they had not dispatched a taxi to that address. Should we be at all concerned?"

"Well, I'd appreciate it if you were concerned," he says, caught somewhat offguard. "The two of them were... close. They liked to play games with each other, she would spend hours trying to pick hidden meanings out of their conversations. They--" he pauses to gather himself. "I wouldn't... trust that any taxi was called. I thought you were in Savannah?"

"We were. Our investigation led us here. We were planning to return to Savannah after looking into some leads here, but now we're less certain what our next step is. Do you suspect that she may still be with your father?"

"There's a definite possibility. I also-- wouldn't go rushing into the situation headfirst, if he does. Mr Trammel has put a lot of money into security and he doesn't take kindly to anything that looks like trouble."

"Good to know, thank you. Do you know what he might want with her?"

".........I have some ideas. If she was causing trouble herself, acting out or refusing to listen to him or poking her nose in where she shouldn't be, he might've wanted to discipline her. Or--" he pauses and then drops the sentence. "You said you were investigating the death of Mr Winston 10 years back? Was she visiting the estate to get information?"

"I believe she thought he might have known something? Not directly, but might have been able to point her in the direction of someone who did?" Wow, Anemone should have ever, like, coordinated with Lacie on this. Such is the problem with trying to cover All the ground in one day. "I could be misremembering, we were trying to cover a lot of ground in one day."

"Lacie has always been... very curious. About the things Mr Trammel knows." He sounds a little sad about it. "If she's still there, and it looks like they're covering for it, then-- what, exactly, are the details here? What were you looking for in LA?"

"We're investigating a series of murders that occurred ten years ago. Something related to a cult."

"I'm really not sure how that would relate to anything. Not on the business side... Maybe on the occult side? They had a-- shared interest. I don't really know all that much, he kept a tight lid on it." He sighs. "Do your best to locate her. She promised me she'd stay safe."