Damon's POV
The private physician arrived, checked Kate's vitals, confirmed she wasn't in immediate danger, drew a vial of blood, and left in a hurry.
Darius and I lingered for a few minutes after that, but there was nothing else to do. So we left.
The elevator slid downward in silence.
I stared at our reflections in the polished steel doors. Two faces that looked almost identical to Damian's, blurred and distorted by the brushed metal. People always said Darius resembled Damian the most. The bone structure, the jawline, the set of the eyes. But their personalities were so wildly different that most people never noticed the resemblance at first glance.
I was the brother who understood Damian.
And what I'd seen upstairs was something I couldn't file away.
When the doctor had been exa
