I didn’t even pause to explain things to Jace, I leaped from the couch and sprinted through the entryway and out of the front door. I ran flat out to the security gate. I saw a police car behind the gate and gasped when I saw Franky in the passenger seat. His face was bruised and bleeding and his eyes were half-open.

I shouted at the guard to let them through and he did. I directed the driver in the car to park near the front door. A woman in her late forties or ...