"Are you sure you want to go alone?" I asked Seb as I helped him zip up his jacket. He tried, but his hands were shaking too much.

Seb took a deep breath and nodded. "I haven't seen him since before he stabbed me. I need to find out why he did it and why he blamed Dax. I need some closure or I'm not going to let it go."

I finished zipping up his jacket and rested my hand on his cheek. "You don't have to go alone, though," I said. "I can come."

Seb hesitated before shaking his head. "No, I'd rather go alone," he said. "But thank...