"I've never been here before. You don't even talk about Kentucky." She's as mystified as he is.

Willa follows him into the offices, wondering if she'll recognize any faces or names. She's heard of Art Mullins, mostly secondhand from her mom or Raylan's current Miami coworkers, now and then.

What she doesn't expect is for the pretty Black woman with a desk in the same cubicle as Raylan's to smile at her in open welcome. "Hey, Willa. We heard you were coming back to town. Here to stay this time?"

She opens her mouth. Closes her mouth. And looks up at her dad, mystified.