Daniel's car pulled into the driveway. Late. After midnight. Exhausted.

The meeting with Natalie. The sex. The name he'd called her. All of it replaying. Tormenting.

He walked inside. Quiet house. Dark. Everyone asleep. Or pretending to be.

Something pulled him. Upstairs. To Liam's room.

He stood outside the door. Listened. Nothing. Just silence.

He unlocked it. Opened it. Slow. Careful.

Liam ...