erratic. Whatever Josiah thought he was discovering bled into
 
 every aspect of their lives. They moved constantly. We’d go
 
 months without hearing from her, and when we finally did, the
 
 news was always disturbing. Finally, when Arthur was just a lit-
 
 tle boy, Josiah disappeared. We begged Adelaide to come and
 
 live with us, but she refused. She always insisted our town was
 
 one of ‘the bad places.’ We sent her money, and your father
 
 checked on her whenever he could.” Mrs. Johnson paused, and
 
 there was a sniffle that Thom didn’t think was coming from
 
 Minnie anymore. “Arthur came here when Adelaide killed her-
 
 self. She wrote a letter to me, telling me that she couldn’t run
 
 anymore, asking me to take care of Arthur. So you see, he is
 
 family. And I won’t fail him the way I failed his mother.”
 
 “What was she so scared of?”
 
 “Scholarly nonsense. Josiah thought he’d discovered some
 
 ancient secret society that was controlling things across the
 
 world. Some silly Latin name — I can’t remember. He was a
 
 very sick man, and he dragged Adelaide down with him. I
 
 thank God that Arthur is free of it all.”
 
 Charles caught his breath, and Thom put an arm around
 
 his thin shoulders to steady him. Whatever else was real, Mrs.
 
 Johnson was wrong about one thing: Arthur was not free of the
 
 Ladon Vitae.
 
 None of them were.
 
 India
 
 Early May, 1949
 
 fourteen
 
 C
 
 HARLES WENT FOR A WALK. Thom was too angry, worry-
 
 ing over what Arthur may or may not know, arguing with