As the tension in the ballroom continued to mount, Mrs. White began calling out names, each one causing a wave of shock and unease among the guests.
Her voice was calm but imposing, and each name she called seemed to carry a weight of its own.
"Mr. Johnson," she announced, her eyes scanning the room. "Mrs. Thompson." Each name was followed by a gasp or a murmur, as people wondered who would be next and what secrets might be revealed.
Hall and Vincent exchanged uneasy glances. "This is getting intense," Vincent whispered.
Just as Hall thought he might be safe, Mrs. White's voice rang out again, this time with a name that made his heart skip a beat. "Mr. Hall."
Hall froze, his mind sprinting. He hadn't expected to be her target. His sister, sensing his panic, reached over and tapped hi
