Ethan’s voice shook for the first time.
“I was on duty. I followed protocol.”
He had transported Rachel to the nearest hospital.
He didn’t know it was controlled by Claire’s network.
Rachel was sedated.
Isolated.
Declared unstable.
Ethan lowered his head.
“I trusted procedure more than her fear.”
That silence would haunt him more than any accusation.
Jun 20, 2026
THE BOY IN THE BASEMENT CALLED ME DADDY.
Aug 12, 2026
SHE FED MY DAUGHTER FROM A DOG BOWL.
Aug 22, 2026
THE VAULT DOOR MY SON WASN’T SUPPOSED TO OPEN.
Aug 24, 2026
HE SLAPPED THE WOMAN WHO SAVED HIS SON.
Jul 14, 2026
SHE HURT MY DAUGHTER—AND MY HUSBAND DEFENDED HER.
Jul 08, 2026
SHE PUSHED MY SON DOWN THE MARBLE STAIRS.
Jun 20, 2026
SHE LOCKED THE DOOR WITH MY BABY.
Sep 04, 2026
HE KICKED DINNER OFF THE TABLE—THEN DEMANDED MY PAYCHECK.
