“I never should’ve called you.”

“You called exactly the right person, Emmy,” Richard said.

“I lost my temper with him in the study,” Emily said, her voice sinking as she looked at the silver sensor clip on her finger.

“If I’d just stayed downstairs and let him finish his call, none of this would’ve happened.”

Richard sat perfectly still, his thumb still resting on his scar.

“He put his hands around your neck, Emmy.”