"I don’t know either. Hendrick didn’t tell me anything, but they traveled together last month, and I overheard Hendrick on the phone saying it was time to start the torture.
What were they involved in?
We didn’t talk about it anymore.
I ended up putting Dante to sleep in my arms. Sam asked me to take him to his room since the babysitter was already there.
As I walked toward the bedrooms, memories of my moments with Henry surfaced when I passed by his room. The door was open, and I could still catch the scent of his cologne. I left Dante with his babysitter and stepped out of the room.
“Liz...” Henry was standing in the doorway of his room. “Can we talk?” He wasn’t in his suit anymore, dressed casually in gray cotton shorts, a white polo shirt, and barefoot.
“Can it be later? Martin m
