Petty Officer Jeremy Whistler was a saint: soup kitchen volunteer, kitten-rescuerer, literal Boy Scout.
On his phone are increasingly frantic texts from his wife and a threatening voicemail from an unknown caller.
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That guy was the devil, Beverly summarizes.
But she swears he was looking to make a fresh start.
Good thing Kasie has a lead on where to find him.
I really do love her.
And why is Gibbs big mad this week?
In a word: Sloane.
You see, her daughter Faith is going through fertility treatments and asks Sloane about her biological father.
Anyway, after she dropped out of school, she found out she was pregnant.
Then she joined the Army after the adoption, tested into PsyOps, and the rest is history.
He only has only one question: Whats his name?
And she does handle it, confronting her rapist in his posh home.
She taps the gun at her waist, and he finally stops his gaslighting.
You work your healing process.
Gotta say, Whistler’s version of a fresh start still looks a little dingy.
Some habits are hard to break, I guess.
I felt so damaged," Sloane says.
But Faith simply thanks her.
You gave me a wonderful life.
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