“Kate?” Lynn said softly. She hesitated, then strode across the room to fiercely embrace her.

“Mom, I’m so sorry,” Kate said, burying her face in her hair. “I am so, so sorry.”

“What the hell, Kate!” Stella brushed through the agents gathered outside. “Did you do this? Did you order these agents to take us—?”

“She did not,” Flynn said. “Agent, close that door and lock it. If the military out there realizes you’re in here, we’re all in for it. Right now, your nephew is causing a real shit show down there—”

“Where is he?” Lynn demanded. “Take us to him right now.”

“I can’t do that, Mrs. Roseworth. What he’s done—”

The building shuddered as the rain outside turned from a pour to a gush. The windows began to rattle.

“What in the world?” Roxy said.

The trembling of the glass turned into a sudden shaking.

“You’ve … brought … quite the storm, Lynn.”

All heads turned to the man quietly tucked away in the back corner, who was struggling just to raise his head.

“Steven?” Lynn said in a whisper.

Kate steadied her. “Mom—”

Roxy threw up her hands. “Who else is in here? Barry Manilow? Ross Poldark?”

“What … how…” Lynn stammered.

“I tried, Lynn,” he said, his breath barely supporting words. “I tried to tell you—”

The windows cracked so loudly that everyone flinched. Kate instinctively moved her mother away, just as one of the windows shattered.

The air outside seem to take a deep breath before it bellowed.

Glass, wind, and rain flew in. Kate covered her mother, hearing Roxy and Stella cry out.

“Open the door!” Flynn bellowed, pounding on the door.

The other window burst as the agents opened the door. The wind was so strong now, Kate could barely stand. She held tight to her mother as the agents pulled Stella and Roxy from the room.

“Steven!” Lynn cried out.

Kate looked to see the man slide from the chair to collapse on the floor.

“Get out of here!” Flynn yelled.

The wind beating at them, Lynn broke from Kate to teeter towards Steven, barely making it far enough to kneel beside him.

“Mom!” Kate screamed above the winds. She stumbled, seeing Steven weakly raise his hand to his chest and pull out something on a thin chain. With a jerk, he broke it free. He placed it in Lynn’s hand.

Lynn leaned in close to him as he became limp, her hair blowing wildly.

“Mom! Now!” Kate reached her, pulling at her to stand.

“We can’t! We can’t leave him!” Lynn said.

Kate forced her to stand, propelling her through the door. In the moment she herself slipped through, she looked back, seeing the water pour in, soaking the dead man’s body.

The hallway outside was in complete chaos. Lynn had been pulled into the crowd of agents already surrounding Roxy and Stella, with Flynn screaming at them to get out.