Tyros glanced at Brandon, who was clearly struggling to understand what was happening. He wanted to ask Flora for details, but the torrent of her tears made it impossible to interrupt. "Where are we going?" Tyros asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Their house!" Flora managed to say, her voice thick with grief.

The drive was a blur of speeding cars and flashing lights, the silence punctuated only by Flora's intermittent sobs.

Brandon, his anxiety growing with each passing moment, ...