HE LIFTED THE BLANKET EXPECTING TO FIND PROOF HIS PREGNANT WIFE HAD BETRAYED HIM

At 9:42 p.m., Charles Bennett arrived at the hospital.

No one had expected him.

He sat in a wheelchair pushed by Samuel, an elderly driver who had served the Bennett family since Lucas was a child. Charles wore a heavy navy coat over his pajamas, one side of his mouth drooping, his right hand curled motionless in his lap.

But his eyes were alert.

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