10

“What now?” My patience was long lost when I answered the third call from Marcus that day. I had showered, but it did not ease my tension. Outside, the morning scene was pleasant with a clear blue sky and estate staff buzzing around with various activities.

“Sir, I have a suggestion.”

“I’m listening.” The wind ruffled my hair as I paced the balcony.

“We can use this opportunity to break in to her home and find evidence.” Marcus sounded excited.

This piqued my interest. “But…” I drawled, thinking about the possible outcome.

“We’ve tried everything else. This is our best bet.”

My heart raced. I ran a hand through my hair and pinched the bridge of my nose. It was a risky business, and illegal. But we had to do it if that was what it took to prove Papa’s innocence. First, we needed to get our hands on that document.

“We have trained men