The footsteps stopped.
No one breathed.
The emergency lights flickered to life, bathing the vault in a dim red glow.
Anthony slowly moved in front of Evelyn.
Benjamin clutched the notebook against his chest.
A voice emerged from the darkness.
"So... William's granddaughter finally found the truth."
A tall man stepped into the crimson light.
His gray hair was neatly combed, and his tailored black suit looked untouched despite the dust of the old vault.
Evelyn had never seen him before.
Benjamin had.
His eyes widened.
"Richard Holloway."
The man smiled politely.
"I see you still remember me."
Anthony's gaze never left him.
"You were supposed to be dead."
"I allowed people to believe that."
Richard's smile never faltered.
"It made my work much easier."
His eyes settled on
