“Lucian, how’s Dr. Jarvis?” Jonathan gingerly asked after they had driven for some distance.
It was bad enough that one could cut the tension in the car with a knife, but it was even worse to see a grim-faced Lucian in the rearview mirror. Naturally, Jonathan couldn’t help but wonder if he had imagined the earlier interaction.
I remember Lucian being perfectly normal with Roxanne and the kids just now. Why has he done a one-eighty since getting into the car?
Alas, Lucian merely shot Jonathan a cold stare and asked, “Where are Aubree and your sister?”
“I sent them to the hospital,” Jonathan replied, sheepishly touching his nose as he did.
“Take me there.”
Left with no other choice, Jonathan sighed inwardly and nodded.
D*mn it. I wonder if he’ll take his anger out on our family when
