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

spun on her heel and stormed

exploded. She swept every bottle of makeup off her vanity and

her, and now he'd

She was completely isolated.

had no idea what was happening back in Silveridge, no idea

twisted with

the hell was Garry up to? Had he

Silveridge

Children's Hospital -

down, it

were waiting for him at

while Cedric and Stewart settled in

broke the silence first. "My

still pinching the bridge of his nose, froze

the doctors

her closely. They just issued

in a hard line, silent for

answered, his voice heavy. "None of us dared to tell her about her brother. Right now, she just thinks the twins are

going to find out sooner

know. As their mother, she has a right to know.

a little stronger before we break it to

Stewart didn't respond.

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