Ian waited for Katherine's car in the yard and waited for the woman to get out. They were both uncomfortable about the impending confrontation, so they barely said hello to each other.

Inside the house, Sammy's labor kept Lía busy, completely absorbed in her every moan of pain.

Kathy bade him good morning with acrimony, and he returned the greeting in kind, but it was obvious that politeness would go no further than that.

—Where's Lia? —she asked, scann