C148 The Final Piece: Unmasking the Betrayers

I slipped off the bed, wrapping my robe around me. “I’ll check,” I stated, already feeling a mixture of tension and wish. Something instructed me this knock may bring the information we’d been awaiting.

When I opened the door, Richard stood there, his expression extreme, however, with a touch of alleviation in his eyes. “Helen, Ethan,” he greeted us, his voice low. “I’ve been given some news