Betty
I took Duke's mother to the hospital in the morning for an official meeting with Detective Chen. Mrs Helena Harrington was slim and self-possessed, well-dressed and elegant. But a deep sadness remained in her eyes.
“Thanks for coming down here, Mrs. Harrington,” Detective Chen said, sitting at a table in a conference room at the hospital. "I know you've something on Duke's brother."
"Dominic," Helena said softly. "My other son."
She fished documents out of her bag. Psychiatric evaluations, medical histories, police reports. Years of documentation about an extremely disturbed boy.
The twins were always different,” Helena began. “Duke was seductive, with his darker impulses easily disguised. Dominic was volatile, openly aggressive. When they were 15, something happened at their bo
