“I’m at the gate now, come pick me up,” Jessica read aloud from the text message Jane had just sent her.

With a soft sigh, she quickly typed back, “Give me a few minutes.” As the message sent, she slid her phone into her back pocket and stood up. Straightening her shirt, she gave herself one last look in the mirror before turning on her heels and heading out of her room.

It didn’t take long before she made her way through the grand hall and opened the front door. The moment she ...