~HUNTER~

The mansion felt different when I walked through the front doors. Colder somehow, despite the warm afternoon sun streaming through the windows.

The staff moved around me like ghosts, their eyes sliding away whenever I tried to make contact.

Something was wrong.

"Welcome home, Mr. Hunter," Sally said, but her usual stern confidence was replaced by something that looked almost like guilt.

"Thank you." I set down my briefcase, studying her face. "Where's Celine?"

Sally's hands ...