Chapter 30: The Mastermind
The hidden office fell silent.
Nobody moved.
Nobody breathed.
Victor Hart stood in the doorway as though he belonged there.
As though he owned the room.
Perhaps he did.
The overhead lights cast sharp shadows across his face.
For a man officially erased from history, he looked remarkably comfortable.
Remarkably confident.
His silver hair was perfectly styled.
His dark suit looked expensive.
Immaculate.
Not the appearance of a fugitive.
Not the appearance of a man hiding for years.
The appearance of a man in control.
Always in control.
His eyes settled on Amelia.
A slow smile spread across his face.
"Hello, Amelia."
Amelia felt ice crawl down her spine.
This man had been behind every clue.
Every secret.
Every death.
And somehow he looked ple
