The detective closed the handcuffs around his wrists.

Stripped of the suit, the cameras, the bought doctor, Chandler Redgrave was not a powerful man at all.

He was a coward standing in front of the son he had called an obstacle.

“She’s confused!” he shouted as they drew him toward the hall.

“She just woke up, she doesn’t know what she’s saying—”

The state’s attorney stepped to the bedside.