Despite her elaborate show of power, Major lay lifeless under Valerie’s hands. She searched his eyes, hoping he would return. She needed him. She needed him to tell her what to do next. She needed him to be her father’s voice of reason in his absence. His energy had not faded, but he was not there. Out of desperation, she began chest compressions.
“Griff, call 911. Please!” Tears rolled down her face.
Major’s head jerked with every thrust. His eyes stared into n...