The figure stood at the entrance of the underground room, half-hidden by the darkness behind him. For several seconds, nobody moved. Daniella’s eyes remained fixed on his face. She knew him. That was what frightened her most. Not the gun in his hand, not the fact that he had somehow found them, and not even the word Raven that Richard had whispered behind her. It was the familiarity.The man stepped forward, allowing the weak light from the room to fall across his face. Daniella’s breath caught. “Mr. Bennett?” Christian immediately moved in front of her. Mr. Bennett had been one of the oldest people connected to the Harper family. He had worked around Christian’s father for years and had remained around Christian after his father’s death. Daniella had met him several times during her time at the mansion. He had always been calm, respectful, and almost fatherly toward her. She had trusted him. Apparently, that trust had been exactly what Raven needed.Bennett smiled faintly. “Hello, Da
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