Chapter 120

At the end of January, Sebastian got a call from 618 South Park Road, Caelmoor-that was the address of the Caelmoor Psychiatric Center. One month under interrogation, and Serena still wouldn't talk. She held her ground. But a single psychiatric evaluation landed her straight into the psych ward. Her attending physician, Dr. Santos-a man in his forties who seemed to read between the lines-always made sure Sebastian got the updates first. Through the phone, Dr. Santos's voice came through, calm and even: "Miss Thompson just had a miscarriage." At Halden & Co., in the CEO's office. Sebastian sat on the couch in front of the full-length windows, holding his phone. His face didn't move a muscle. Even his voice was cool and flat: "I'll be there in thirty minutes." Dr. Santos nodded. "I'll handle the rest. Don't worry, Mr. Richards." ... Half an hour later, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulled into 618 South Park Road. The car door opened, and out stepped a tall man with long legs. It wa