Penelope hung up the phone and hurried downstairs, her mind still lingering on the scene in the hospital room from last night.

Zoe sat on the bed, pleading with him, her eyes full of desperation as she uttered those words: "Save me, please."

Even with so many people in the room at the time, he was certain that Zoe directed those words at him, looking directly at him.

Downstairs in the psychological evaluation room, the psychologist was already waiting for him.

Handing him the evaluation results, the psychologist said, "Miss Justison's condition is indeed a result of a brain injury from a car accident many years ago, leading to psychological...