Dr. Aldrich’s voice broke then, softer, sadder. “You have no idea how it hurts to see someone that was expected to make you proud, the only child I had, turn out to be not only a letdown but also a criminal who rejoices in hurting others.”

“And if you get proof—real, solid proof—then…what? Hand him over to the authorities? You would put your own son behind bars? Do you have the heart to do that?

Dr. Aldrich turned back toward Byron and walked up to him, standing inches away. “Listen to me, Byron,” he said, voice shaking with a father’s grief and a doctor’s fury. “I am not a perfect...