"Yeah, once I finish the paperwork," Calista Arden said softly.After hanging up, Calista drew in a deep breath. As she passed the prayer room at the end of the hallway, a muffled groan drifted from inside.The door stood ajar, and a thin strip of light spilled through the crack. Unable to stop herself, she peered inside.Through the drifting incense haze, Theodore Montclair kneeled before the statue in a plain white robe, chest partly open, a rosary wrapped around his wrist. His body moved in faint, rhythmic motions over a doll lying beneath him.The doll's features appeared vivid in the flickering candlelight—almond eyes, cherry lips, and a beauty mark beneath the left eye. It looked just like his adoptive sister, Aveline Montclair.Calista bit down on her lower lip until she tasted blood. This was the third time she had stumbled upon this scene in secret.The first time, she bolted from the room. The second, she stayed awake the entire night. But tonight, she felt nothing but
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