Jonas' POV

It had been two days, and I noticed the relative hustle and bustle amongst André's men. Every day, I noticed the increased influx of people coming in and out of the mansion. His assistant, Pierre, seemed very busy, and I could see him carrying a large stack of books to and from his car for the last two days.

I left my room and decided to take a walk outside. I noticed a soldier standing near the front gate, and I casually walked to him, whistling a non-existent tune.

I bumped ...