17: Stolen

Olivia woke to a loud commotion in the yard outside her window. She jumped out of bed and walked toward her window, listening to the shouts in the yard.

"They're going to pay for this," Rocco said darkly. "Richard is going to make sure they pay. We're going to smash all of those fucking bastards!"

Olivia's eyes went wide as she stood just out of sight of the yard beyond. She needed to find out what was going on, what had caused so much turmoil outside.

She heard more murmurs but nothing useful was forthcoming. She peeked outside and gasped in surprise. There were easily fifty people in the yard, gathering and talking in angry tones. She didn't see her father so she rushed to dress and go downstairs. 

She walked into the dining room, slowing down so as to not cause suspicion. Her father was finishing breakfast when she sat. Simon was nowhere to be found but Susan had finally joined them, looking weak and slightly peaked. She was nibbling on toast