She surveyed her surroundings and noticed a life-sized sculpture at the heart of the villa.

The sculpture was holding a mirror, and within it was the reflection of another woman's face.

The concept of the sculpture was quite ingenious, and to her pleasant surprise, the face of the woman in the mirror was none other than her mother's.

'That's right!' Clara cheered inwardly.

This must have been the Boren Gang that her mother once controlled. Now leaderless, it was ...