Helena was waiting in the Crane mansion's formal sitting room when they arrived the next morning, dressed as impeccably as ever, as though the previous night's events had been nothing more than an inconvenient delay in her schedule.
"Damien, darling." She rose gracefully as he entered, Aria a step behind him, the triplets safely deposited with a very shaken but recovering Gladys at the hospital, Luca and Maya kept upstairs under Mrs. Park's careful watch. "I trust everything resolved itself satisfactorily."
"You had my children kidnapped." Damien's voice was quiet, controlled, more frightening for its lack of visible rage than any shout could have been. "You used a man who specializes in things that, as you once told me yourself, cannot officially exist on paper."
"I ensured they were p
