Chapter 45

It was hard to see our child getting involved in an accident. But knowing that it wasn't, and someone out there had harmed him without us knowing, made my stomach churn. I was shaking as I opened the file that Grace sent me.

A tear fell from my eyes as I watched Marcus fall and roll down the stairs. Every bone in my body trembled. But it wasn't anger. It was worse than that. It was betrayal.

Percival took the phone from me. Anger and hurt were now visible on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed, his breathing ragged, and veins were popping out of his knuckles.

The very person we trusted to help raise our son with us. The person I thought would be around Marcus as he grew older was the person that would put him in harm's way. I couldn't believe it.

Marcus was sprinting down the corridor, holding a piece of paper. Linda followed closely behind him, and he'd look back at her to see if she was still there. But stopped glancing as he stood at the head of the staircase. Marcus was too f