Sophia's POV
They were outside.
I stared at the photograph on Remy's screen and felt my brain do that thing it did when information arrived faster than it could be processed. A kind of white static behind the eyes that lasted exactly two seconds before everything sharpened.
Two seconds.
Then I was moving.
"How old is this photo?" I said, taking Remy's phone.
"Timestamp says four minutes ago," Remy said.
Four minutes. Which meant while we were standing in Victoria's study feeling like we had won something, Diana and Richard Black had driven up to the front of the estate we had just left and were currently standing outside it as they owned it.
Which technically, if the will clause went unchallenged, they might.
"Zane," Damien said into his phone. He had made the call before I finis
