INT. - SONNICKER HOUSE - MORNING

Compassion drove Kinsey to act. She beat Jackson to the young man, coffee cup set on the floor before she lurched to her feet, grasping his hand and helping Candice pull him to up off the cream carpet. Jackson glared at her as she guided the son out of the room and into the hall, sitting him down on the decorative settee near the landing. The air conditioning kicked in, cooling the space, filling it with the quiet hum of a breeze while the son ...