Masuk[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Harrison read the letter aloud over the phone.It was three paragraphs. Formal language, solicitor's phrasing, but the substance was unmistakably Catherine's — precise, personal, designed to find the gap in whatever armor the recipient was wearing.She wasn't asking for his forgiveness. She was asking him to submit a character statement to the parole board. A voluntary, independent statement from her former husband attesting to her capacity for change and her low risk of reoffending.She'd framed it as something he owed her. Forty years of marriage. The life they'd built together. Whatever she'd done, she was still a person who deserved to be seen as more than the worst of her decisions.Lewis listened to all of it without interrupting."How did it make you feel?" he asked when Harrison finished.A pause. "Tired," Harrison said. "Forty years and she still knows exactly which words to use." Another pause. "That's not persuasion. It's erosion. She's
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)"Your NIPT results show low risk across all chromosomal markers tested," the coordinator said. "Trisomy 21, 18, and 13 — all low risk. The elevated combined screening indicators do not appear to reflect chromosomal abnormality. This is consistent with normal pregnancy variation in early blood panel results."Yessica sat very still."The overall picture is reassuring," the coordinator continued. "Dr. Chen will discuss the full report with you at your next appointment, but I wanted to confirm the primary result clearly. There is nothing in this screening that requires further chromosomal investigation at this time."Lewis said, "Thank you."The coordinator asked if they had questions. They didn't. She ended the call.Neither of them moved for a moment.Then Yessica put both hands over her face. Not crying — she wasn't crying. Just needing somewhere to put the three weeks she'd spent holding this.Lewis didn't say anything. He put his arm around her
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis read Sienna's messages twice and called Eleanor.Yessica listened from across the kitchen while Ethan finished his homework, hearing half a conversation — Lewis's voice dropping lower, Eleanor's responses audible as tone rather than words.When he hung up, she looked at him.He shook his head slightly. Not now. Later.She understood. She gave Ethan her full attention for another twenty minutes until his worksheet was done and Rose came in from the garden with leaves stuck to both knees, declaring she was hungry with the urgent certainty of someone who'd been hungry for several minutes and considered this a personal injustice.Both children were in bed by eight.Lewis was at the kitchen table when she came downstairs. His notes from the day — the board briefings, Marcus's operational summary, Eleanor's texts — were in a loose stack beside his phone."Tell me," she said."Catherine's solicitor notified the Crown's office at four this afternoo
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Regina was at the kitchen table when they arrived, David Harper's letter open in front of her, a photograph of the document beside it.She'd printed it. Lewis looked at the image — a clinical-looking report, formatted like a standard paternity laboratory document, bearing a company name he didn't recognize and a result that named him as not the biological father of Ethan Ravenscroft with a stated probability of exclusion above 99.9%.It looked convincing."She sent this to David," Lewis said."By post, six months ago." Regina kept her voice even. "No covering letter. Just the document, with a note that said something like: You deserve to know the truth about this family before you make decisions that affect your future." She looked at Lewis. "He believed it. At the time he had no reason not to.""And he submitted the welfare statement based on a conviction that he was helping a child being raised by the wrong man," Yessica said."He thought he was
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)She heard him on the stairs at two in the morning.Not an unusual sound in this house — Lewis moved quietly but he moved, when something was turning in his head and lying still wasn't working. She'd learned the difference between the kitchen light and the living room light from the way it reached under the bedroom door.This was the living room.She got up.He was sitting with his phone face-down on the cushion beside him, not reading, not working. Just awake."Tell me," she said.He told her.She sat beside him and listened to Dr. Chen's message relayed in Lewis's careful, factual version, and when he finished she was quiet for long enough that he looked at her."You're not going to ask me how I feel," she said."Not yet.""Good." She looked at the dark window. "Because I don't know yet. I need to be in that office tomorrow before I know anything."He nodded.They went back to bed. Neither of them slept particularly well. Neither of them mention
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Hayes arrived in ninety seconds.Lewis stayed in the car and watched the app feed. The upstairs hallway camera showed nothing moving. No figure, no shadow, no further alerts from any other sensor.Hayes came out of the house two minutes after going in.He crossed to the car and Lewis lowered the window."Clear," Hayes said. "Every room. Ground floor, upper floor, garden. Nothing.""Then what triggered the hallway sensor?""Rose." Hayes's expression was completely neutral. "She threw a shoe at the motion detector. It's now on the floor. She appears to have done this deliberately and found it entertaining."Lewis looked at the app. The hallway sensor was still reading active because the shoe was sitting directly under it."She's two," Lewis said."She's a very effective two," Hayes said.Lewis got out of the car. "Thank you for coming.""That's what I'm here for." Hayes looked at him. "Lewis. You've had three weeks of genuine threat, multiple securit
POV: Yessica | Location: EdinburghDr. Gillies's practice was a twenty-minute walk from the Grassmarket.They didn't talk much on the way. Not because the silence was uncomfortable — it wasn't. It had the quality of two people moving toward the same thing with their own separate versions of dread,
POV: Yessica | Location: Edinburgh"Pippa," Yessica said.Lewis went still.Not tense — still. The specific stillness of someone who understood the weight of a name without needing it explained."I'll step away," he said."No." The word came out before she'd decided it. "Stay."She answered."Yessi
POV: Yessica | Location: EdinburghAgnes arrived with shortbread and the particular expression of a woman who had already formed opinions she wasn't going to volunteer unless asked.She sat in the armchair. Ate a piece of shortbread. Looked around the flat in the comfortable way of someone who'd be
POV: Yessica | Location: EdinburghDiana called at nine forty-seven Friday morning."It's filed," she said. "Time-stamped, on record, confirmed by the court clerk twenty minutes ago. The Parental Responsibility Declaration is registered under Scottish family law. Edinburgh has primary jurisdiction.







