Westenmar, Capital City.

Garry Ferguson's Private Estate.

Rosita had been here for three days now.

Not once had Garry come home.

She'd asked Larson about it.

All he told her was that Garry had "important business" to attend to-what kind of business, he wouldn't say.

Something wasn't right. Rosita could feel it.

She thought about calling Garry, but when she reached for her phone, she

realized there was no signal.

More precisely, the signal was being blocked.

She turned to Larson with a hard stare. "What's Garry playing at?"

Larson's face didn't so much as twitch. His tone was strictly professional: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lockwood. I'm just following Mr. Ferguson's instructions. He must have his reasons for this. Please be patient."

Rosita's heart sank a little further.

Larson was Garry's right hand-if he'd been stationed here, it could only mean Garry had no plans to come back anytime soon. And he certainly wasn't planning on letting her leave.

glared at Larson, but he just stared ahead, expressionless, as

her heel and stormed back to her

bottle of makeup off her vanity and sent them crashing to the

her, and now he'd cut off any way for her

She was completely isolated.

no idea what was happening back in Silveridge, no idea how Briony

face twisted

hell was Garry up to?

Silveridge

Children's Hospital - Maternity

plane touched down,

Clarke and Carl were waiting for him

while Cedric and

silence first. "My sister's not doing

hand, still pinching the bridge of

the

her closely. They just issued

in a hard line, silent for a long moment before

her about her brother. Right now, she just thinks the

going to find out sooner

As their mother, she has a right to know.

little stronger before we break

Stewart didn't respond.

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