Çhapter 33
Anna
West Wing.
The words kept echoing in my head, circling my thoughts like Vultures over a dead body. What were they hiding in there?
What were they preparing for?
The mysteries of this mansion grew like wolf fire, the more I discovered, the more questions I had.
It had only been a week since I had infiltrated this place but I still felt a little inadequate that I hadn't been able to gather concrete enough evidence or find out anything about my mother.
It was exhausting, especially since there were eyes watching my every move. Despite all my efforts to evade them, I had not been able to do much. There were eyes everywhere and it frustrated me.
The only solid evidence I had so far was the money laundering operation, a major crime, but not enough to take down the entire
