Rosa’s POV
The room fell into silence that should have made me sleep off. I had served Old man Kane his usual dose of morning tea and I had taken my bath. But as I lay in the bed, I couldn’t sleep. My thoughts kept wandering to the tampered documents and wondering who could have done it.
It was frightening to imagine that someone had handled the document twice.
No other culprit settled in my thoughts except Charles Baker. And it made my skin crawl. I had been with a psycho for five years, and now that I had broken loose from him, he was stalking me.
I pushed myself from bed, realizing it was a waste of time. Instead, I wandered around the room, checking the windows for any faulty one. When I was done, I moved to the in-built wardrobe, hoping the mere sight of the luxurious things Al
