a Harri

Tomorrow was my first official visit back to the Harrison estate, a man

nreadable mask as he presented the leather-bound manifest of gifts intended for my family. He was a ma

a thick, unmarked envelope into the butler's white-gloved

essing the weight. A flash of raw greed, quickly mas

less work in this vast household, Mr. Dav

He glanced over his shoulder, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Mrs. Gallo, the gifts for your family were personally overseen by Mrs.

ding passing between us. "Thank yo

filled the suite. Francesca swept into the room, her chin held high, eyes dart

or welcoming me into the family,

Her greed won out over her suspicion, and she slipped it onto her wrist

tomorrow, I hoped we could review them together before they are load

ted a cedar box, her face twisting in exaggerated horror. "

xpression deadpan. "And this rare whiske

gh a cluster of moth holes. The luxurious items were nothing but garb

evaporated, replace

tress. "Oh, Aunt Francesca, if my family saw this, they would think the Gallo

chair scraped harshly against the floorboards. "Those incompetent fools in the cellar!" she hissed, h

ached out, gently touching her arm, and delivered

my eyes locking onto hers. "Perhaps someone simply made a poor

errified. In that one sentence, I had stripped her bare. She knew that I knew about the emb

have the trunks replaced with proper goods immedi

s a battlefield, and I had just secured my footing. Tomorrow, the black Cadillac woul