I didn’t realize I was still holding Lucien’s hand until Thomas quietly cleared his throat.
“Mr. Kingston…”
We both looked down.
Our fingers were still intertwined.
I pulled away so quickly that heat rushed to my face.
Lucien glanced at his now-empty hand for the briefest moment before turning back to Thomas.
“Has security searched the grounds?”
“Twice.”
“And?”
“No sign of anyone entering or leaving.”
Lucien’s expression darkened.
“Then they had help.”
The thought settled heavily over the room.
Someone inside the estate had opened the door.
Someone inside wanted me here…
Or wanted me gone.
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An hour later, the police had finished taking photographs.
The bedroom looked even worse than before.
“I’ll have another room prepared,” Thomas offered.
“No.”
Lucien answered befor
