The three knocks echoed again.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
"Evelyn," the voice called gently. "It's over. Richard's men are gone. Open the door."
She took an instinctive step toward the handle.
Benjamin caught her wrist.
"No."
She looked at him.
"It sounds exactly like him."
Benjamin nodded grimly.
"That's what frightens me."
Silence followed.
Then the voice outside laughed softly.
"A clever precaution, Benjamin."
"You always were William's most cautious friend."
Evelyn's blood ran cold.
Whoever stood outside knew Benjamin was with her.
The voice changed.
No longer warm.
No longer Anthony's.
"You can stay inside for a while."
"But there is only one exit."
"And I have all the time in the world."
Footsteps slowly retreated down the corridor.
Neither of them moved for severa
