~Aaron~

The next morning, Rhoda arrived, and since Joan was still sound asleep, I left her in Rhoda’s care.

At home, I took a quick shower, changed into fresh clothes, and placed a call to one of my employees at DomisAd.

“Sir?” Her Spanish accent was rich, unmistakable.

Alessia had gotten my number from Noah, wanting to inform me that one of our staff had been in an accident and to ask if I wanted to visit. I told her I was already at the hospital and invited ...