DAMON
I came out of that bathroom like something had set me on fire.
Chaos had swallowed the entire lower floor.
The living room that had been warm and full of laughter twenty minutes ago was unrecognizable. Someone was crying. Someone else was shaking. Riley was already herding the boys down the hall, Cade pressed into her side, Einstein half asleep and confused, both of them gone before I could process it.
A doctor I recognized from the east wing was on his knees on the floor, black bag open, and in the middle of everything, Sloane was standing in her black shirt and bare feet with her hands pressed to her mouth and her whole body trembling.
"Damon." She turned when she heard me, eyes red, voice cracking straight down the middle. "What is happening? What is wrong with him? We were
