When Winona woke up the next morning, Jackson was still asleep beside her. She glanced at the clock; it was only five. Quietly, she got up, prepared Jackson’s school uniform, and went downstairs.

She expected Ares to have come home, but he was nowhere to be found. Only the helpers and the driver were in the kitchen, sipping their morning coffee.

“Good morning, Mrs. Montgomery,” they greeted her.

“Morning. Ares isn’t home yet?” Winona looked at them curiously.

They exchanged ...