When Sigourney returned home, Theodore had already heard the news. He was sitting in the living room, waiting for her to speak.

"It was Mark who orchestrated this, wasn't it?"

Theodore asked directly, for he was certain nothing about this was mere coincidence. Not to mention, the sudden appearance of reporters at the hospital, livestreaming, no less, was far too unusual.

If Mark's hand wasn't in it, he simply would not believe it.

Sigourney sat down beside him, weary, and gave a faint nod.

"I ...