The text from Marcus comes at two in the morning.
Surgery went fine. Sebastian's in recovery. But something's wrong. Can you come?
I'm awake instantly, heart pounding.
What do you mean wrong?
Marcus: He won't talk to me. Keeps asking for you. I don't understand why.
That makes two of us.
Which hospital?
Marcus: Mass General. Fifth floor, surgical wing. I'll meet you at the entrance.
I change quickly, pulling on jeans and a sweater. Lily's door opens.
"What's going on?"
"Sebastian wants to see me. At the hospital. At two in the morning."
"That's weird."
"Everything about my life is weird."
James is already waiting downstairs—apparently Marcus called him too. We drive through empty Boston streets, the city eerily quiet on Christmas night.
Marcus is pacing outside the hospital e
