He sat with his wife’s photo, waiting for a son who had already boarded without him

the mornings. It was a command, terrifying and absolute.

Everyone froze. Frank and Tony’s hands were still gripping my arms, but they had stopped moving. Every single person in that lobby turned to look at the source of the noise.

Patricia, who had been smirking just seconds ago, looked annoyed, not yet realizing who had spoken. Adrian strode toward continue reading …