Marcus Blackwood arrived at the manor without calling ahead, which Helen said was fairly normal for him, though it didn't stop the entire house from shifting into a different rhythm the moment his car pulled up the driveway.
Elena watched from the study window as he got out, tall, silver haired, dressed the way men dress when they want you to notice how much their clothes cost without them having to say it. He moved like someone used to being in charge of a room before he even walked into it.
"He doesn't visit often," Alexander said, appearing beside her, already reaching for the glasses he kept on the desk for exactly this reason. "Which means something's on his mind."
"Should I disappear," Elena asked.
"No," Alexander said, sliding the glasses on and settling into the wheelchair with
