It was almost noon.
The custom ringtone Felix had set specifically for Georgia blared out ding-ding. He lifted his head from his computer and reached for his phone. Face ID unlocked the screen instantly, and the message Georgia had sent him a little after eleven stared right at him, cold and unmistakable.
Georgia: Felix, we're done.
Beneath the text was a photo of a lab test report, with Ophelia's name printed on it.
His stomach lurching, he immediately tried to call Georgia.
The call wouldn't go through.
She'd blocked him!
Panicked, he tried calling her regular phone number instead, but the automated line on the other end said Georgia's phone was powered off. He didn't have time to think twice. He grabbed his car keys and raced straight to the Gibson family home. He ran right into
