The next morning, the mansion was quieter than usual. Franco left for some business, Andrew had left early for an emergency at the hospital, and Agnes had gone to church. She was part of a women’s group there, as the governor’s wife, so she left without much notice.
Angela, on the other hand, didn’t have any particular plans. She walked around the house, her mind a bit too crowded with thoughts of what had happened the day before. She was lost in her own world when she heard footsteps behind her. It was Governor Arkin.
Angela froze. She thought he would’ve already left for work, but he hadn’t. His office door was open, and he was standing there, watching her as she approached.
“Angela,” he said, his voice softer than usual. “Can we talk?”
Angela didn’t want to turn around. She didn’t w
