Percival had never intended to summon Richard, but since Baron wanted Richard there, he had no objections.

The tale of his grandparents and Baron was something he had heard since he was a child. His grandmother had been pivotal to both men.

If they wanted to settle old scores, Percival was willing to let them.

Upon hearing that Percival had unearthed the murderer of the dear old lady, Richard dropped everything and bolted over to the Brooks Mansion.

Bursting through the door, he was brimming with urgency. “Percival! Baron just told me over the phone that you found out who killed your grandma. Is it true?”

With a nod and a knowing glance at Thomas, Percival affirmed, “Yeah. Take a seat. We’ll get to the bottom of this.”

Thomas dragged over a chair, and Richard plopped down eagerly. “Alright! Let’s see who murdered your grandma. Just give me a name, and I’ll break their damn kneecaps!”

His gaze purposefully swept towards Judith.

Baron had hinted over the phone that Judith was tied up in this mess.

Richard settled in, but Baron did not have anyone to fetch him a chair. So, he grabbed one himself and sat down.

Percival scanned the room, pulled out his smartphone, and handed it to Thomas. “Project this.”

His phone had a built-in projector, a feature Thomas had used countless times. He quickly set it up.

“Open this photo,” Percival instructed Thomas, then turned to Judith. “After the tragedy with my grandma, the police locked down the scene. You, being her close friend, were interrogated. This was your statement from back then.”

The statement seemed clear-cut, leaving no room for suspicion.

to

wondering what

Percival spoke calmly, “This statement is perfect. Too perfect, in fact.

Judith, “In your testimony, you said you hadn’t left your home for three days around the time of Grandma’s dinner party. Witnesses confirmed

to

Judith went pale.

How could this be?

had covered her tracks perfectly. How had Percival gotten hold of this

through the crowd, their gazes shifting

Judith!

at Judith, but Thomas was quick to intercept. “Calm down. Let’s get

“What does this photo prove?

miles to some podunk town for shopping? What business

mention of the incident nearly

had planned a special dinner out of town. They had grown tired of the local Rivenwood cuisine and craved something new. Somehow, they settled on this little town with

era, newspapers were their source of information. After verifying the restaurant’s reputation and learning about a nearby church said to be powerful, they booked

girl was accompanied by a nanny for safety, and Richard, being

safety did he allow Dahlia to

evening – a fire claimed

arrived, Dahlia, her friends,

The devastation was incomprehensible.

cleared the restaurant owner but concluded it was intentional arson. Yet, the culprit

passed, and the pain was as fresh as

where they were dining? They didn’t even invite me!” Judith spat

Percival’s voice dropped an octave, his

switched to

showed a call from Judith’s family landline to Dahlia, made

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