Mr. Gordon murmured softly. He gave a bow toward the main house, a long deep bow, then he rose and turned to leave. His subordinates, confused, followed him out. Once outside the manor, Mr. Gordon got into his car alone, dismissing them from following him, and drove away into the night.

As darkness fell, it marked the end of the darkest hour, giving way to light.

It was a new day. The news of Belinda’s suicide dominated all media in Jensburg. Numerous reports circulated about her past, detaili