While Sebastian was turning the world upside down looking for me, our plane had already landed in Valdren.
The moment I stepped off the jet bridge, a familiar voice reached me. I turned, and there was a face I hadn't seen in years.
"Clara!"
I crossed the distance without thinking. "Adrian, it's been so long."
I had known that Harlow was full of his informants. Leaving my mother there for treatment any longer would have been a risk I couldn't afford. So I had gone searching online, chasing down specialists who might know something about her condition, and one name kept coming up. It turned out to be my senior from the Medical Institute, Adrian Ross, who had made chief at a remarkably young age.
He helped me with my mother's wheelchair, and together we made our way to the hospital. He h
