Julian glanced toward Audrey.
“Audrey, what did you do?”
The question hurt more than she expected.
Not Are you all right?
Not Is the baby safe?
What did you do?
A paramedic knelt beside her and began checking her vital signs.
“Blood pressure elevated,” he said. “Contractions under three minutes apart.”
“We need to move,” the woman beside him replied.
Julian stepped forward.
“I’m her husband.”
Diana blocked his path.
“You are also the subject of an active investigation.”
His eyes sharpened.
“You can’t be serious.”
“I am.”
“This is my sister’s wedding.”
Diana’s expression did not change.
“I’m aware.”
The ballroom music had stopped.
Audrey could no longer hear the orchestra. In its place came a growing murmur, the restless sound of hundreds of people realizing something was wrong.
A man in a gray suit hurried down the corridor. Audrey recognized him as Victor Hale, the Sterling family attorney. He had been seated beside Julian’s mother during dinner.