Author POV

The parcel arrived without warning.

No return address.

No sender’s name.

Just a plain brown box on the marble table in George Blackwood’s private study.

At first, he ignored it.

In the Blackwood household, anonymous deliveries were not unusual—guns, documents, cash, threats. But something about this one unsettled him. The way it sat there, silent and patient, like it was waiting for him to open it.

George stared at it for nearly five minutes before finally reaching for ...