"Hello, brother," Iris said casually.

"What the hell is going on here?" Sean asked.

Catherine felt his arms tighten protectively around her as he spoke, and she leaned into him—relaxing against the support of his chest.

"And what the fuck is wrong with my wife?" he asked. "She's covered in blood and barely conscious. Look at her!"

"Sean, take a deep breath," Iris said, her voice calm and even. "And please, remember, don't shoot the messenger."

"Out with it," he shouted.

"Catherine and Marco ...