Three hours later, we were at the Harrison mansion. The same house I'd grown up in, but everything felt different now. Like seeing it through new eyes.

My father sat on the couch, his head in his hands. He'd aged ten years in one day.

"I failed you," he whispered, looking up at me and Lily. "I failed you both. When I was out of the country, I should have been here. I should have protected you."

"Joseph, you didn't know-" Lily started.

"I should have known!" He stood up, pacing the living ...