Caroline lay on the bed, tossing and turning in restless sleep.

For years, she’d relied on medication to get any semblance of rest. But tonight, all her pills were at Clearhouse Residence—none left behind here at Cloudrest Bay. The result was a night of fitful wakefulness, her mind a whirlwind refusing to quiet.

Through the door, she heard Julian's voice, cool and matter-of-fact. “Will wants that necklace. Have someone send it over to her.”

Her ...