Ten p.m.

A black luxury van pulled up and stopped at 8 Ambervale Street.

As soon as the car came to a halt, the driver got out and opened the rear door for his boss. Laura stepped out from the other side.

Francesca got out and was just about to head into Mr. Flynn’s shop when something in the corner of her eye caught a familiar figure.

It was Mr. Hadley from the banquet earlier.

His car was parked across the street. In the ...