I turned to Malcom with a frown. "Based on what's in these letters, Grandma and the Commander's wife seemed to have a decent relationship at least not a bad one. So why would she have sent a woman to the Commander in the first place?"
Malcom let out a short, cold laugh. "Do you think power ever works that cleanly?" He shifted in his seat, his jaw tightening. "Mrs. Blackwell Senior had just been released after a brutal delivery. She was on her way home, weak and recovering, when something happened along the road. She pulled back the curtain to look outside and that was the moment the Commander first saw her. One look was all it took."
