Chapter 4

Daniel's frantic pounding echoed from outside. "Dr. Ford! Open the door. Is Emily having an episode in there? Is she going to hurt Sunny?"

I ignored him, quickly locked the treatment room door from the inside, then rushed over to help Emily up. She was shaking all over.

Her skin was ice-cold, and her nails were digging into my arm, almost piercing my flesh.

"Andrew, my husband, he didn't just disappear," Emily stammered, her voice barely holding together. "He's dead."

My chest tightened in an instant.

"Three months ago, in the studio upstairs on the top floor of our house,…