Chapter 20: The Man in the Frame
Amelia stared at the photograph.
Her fingers tightened around the edges.
The hospital room suddenly felt smaller.
Colder.
The man standing beside Harold Whitmore wasn't a stranger.
Not anymore.
She knew that face.
Not his name.
Not his history.
But his face.
Because she had seen it recently.
Very recently.
Inside the Hart mansion.
In a framed photograph hanging in one of the oldest hallways.
A hallway reserved for family history.
Family achievements.
Family memories.
Her pulse began racing.
"Who is he?"
Daniel closed his eyes briefly.
As though gathering strength.
"His name is Victor Kane."
The name meant nothing to Amelia.
Yet Daniel's expression told her it should.
"He owns Silver Crest Holdings?"
Daniel nodded.
"Officially? No.
