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.

pointed to Judith having

turning to Percival, wondering what a flawless statement could

confusion, Percival spoke calmly, “This statement is

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

flicked to

Judith went pale.

How could this be?

tracks perfectly. How had Percival gotten hold of

rippled through the crowd, their gazes

sneaky witch, Judith!

was quick to intercept. “Calm

does this photo

you traveled over a hundred miles to some podunk town for shopping? What business does a lady of your stature have there? That’s where Dahlia and

incident nearly sent

of town. They had grown tired of the local Rivenwood cuisine and craved something new. Somehow, they settled on this little town with a rumored fantastic hole-in-the-wall restaurant. Richard had questioned the choice, having never heard of the

and learning about a nearby church said to be powerful, they booked their visit on the fourteenth, planning to stay overnight and visit the church on the fifteenth. Dahlia was quite superstitious, so she

for safety, and Richard, being extra

did he allow Dahlia to

that evening – a fire claimed the lives of ten

Dahlia, her friends, and the nannies

The devastation was incomprehensible.

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

the pain was as fresh

supposed to know where they were dining? They didn’t even invite me!”

dropped an octave, his

to the next

call from Judith’s family landline to Dahlia,

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