The tall blond man stood up from his chair and gestured for Pierre to follow him.
Pierre and Puri looked at each other. Puri waited for Pierre to tell her what she should do—stay in the dining room or go after Pierre's father who had already stepped outside.
“Of course, you may come along,” said the woman Pierre had earlier called "aunt" with a warm smile.
They all finally arrived at a library that looked very similar to the one in the main house that Pierre and Alden had entered before.
“Incredible! I’ve truly never seen such an exact replica of a room before,” said Alden as he stepped into the old library.
The man named Thomas approached a small drawer under the desk in the corner of the room. He turned the iron dial of a combination lock on a safe whose edges had begun to rust.
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