~Christopher’s POV~

When I returned home, screams greeted me. Then I overheard a man conversing. I recognized the voice as Henry’s. My wife’s cry echoed through the house once more. I dashed upstairs and saw her trying to walk.

“Give me my son! I want my boy!” She screamed. I tried to reach out and hug her, but she pushed me away.

“Do not touch me; give me my son!” I glanced at her and realized there was no way I could pacify her. She had a strong suspicion that something had happened to her son.

“Camille, Liam is in good health.”

“Do not tell me that my son is...