Maya's POV

I’d noticed all day that Mom had been unusually quiet. There was something in the air, an unease that neither of us could shake. We’d felt something similar the day Wade was assaulted by Vera. It wasn’t just intuition, it was instinct.

When the knock finally came, Henry descended from his office and stood at the top of the stairs as Joan approached the door. Gabriel was already in place, standing silently behind it in case of danger. But it wasn’t an enemy, it was Oliver, ...