ALEXANDER

I was sitting in my office at home, staring blankly at the wall, when I was told I had a visitor. I knew who it was before he even stepped inside. He stood by the door, not bothering to get in or close it.

“How did she lose the babies?” Richard asked, his voice low.

“She was poisoned," I answered, my voice flat.

His jaw tightened, a muscle under his eye twitching. “Poisoned…” He pressed his fingers to his temple, closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply. When he spoke again, his voice shook with anger, his hands balled into fists. “Why? Why the fuck will anyone want to hurt...