Three days later Lark was stirring the sauce for spaghetti when the door of the condo opened. Margot was at the island working on an essay and waiting for dinner to be served. Lark’s stomach was rolling knowing Max was being brought in by the security team after a late cardiac rehab appointment. He thought she’d gone back to Houston with her family, and she’d been incredibly careful not to let him see where she was each time they videochatted. She wanted it to be a surprise. Hopefully, it was a happy one.
His security agent gave her a wink and a wave as he dropped Max’s medications on the counter and his bag by the door. She looked over her shoulder to see Max’s mouth hanging open at the sight in front of him.
“What is going on?”
“Your father took your mom to the Caribbean and removed
