I remembered what Hank had just said. Something was wrong. I tugged at Edmond's sleeve and said anxiously, "Let's go. I remember dad mentioning that Hank had an elite omega squad. They might be on their way over now."

Unfortunately, it was too late. I heard a series of footsteps coming up the stairs, but they seemed to be waiting for something and didn't rush in immediately.

Edmond went back to being an unruly playboy. He was even in the mood to carry me to the bathroom. He ...