Ellie's P.O.V.
Who was he?
The man standing in the doorway looked strangely familiar.
His dark tailored suit fit him perfectly, his expression calm but authoritative. Five security guards stood silently behind him, blocking the entrance.
For a second, I couldn't remember where I had seen him.
Then it hit me.
“White Mansion!”
He had been there the day Zackary was discharged from the hospital.
Relief washed over me so suddenly that my knees almost weakened.
A familiar face in the room felt like the sunrise after a long, dark night. At least there was someone who wasn't looking at me like I was the villain.
My dad was the quickest to respond.
“Who are you?” He demanded coldly. “This is a Hunt family matter. You have no right to interfere.”
That man reached into his pocket and hand
