CHAPTER 9 “GOODNIGHT."

Kate couldn’t sleep.

The black envelope sat beside her lamp, mocking her with silence. Her eyes kept going to it, again and again. Check the basement. That was all it said. But it had her heart racing like a drum.

By 2 a.m., she was out of bed. She was Barefoot. Wrapped in a robe. She stepped out quietly. The whole mansion was dark. Cold air hit her arms as she walked past the staircase and moved toward the east corridor.

She hesitated.

Then took the first ...