2 DAYS LATER
The mansion was eerily quiet that evening. Almost too quiet for Arthur's liking. He hasn't gone out the whole day because his schedules were long ended. He just spent the whole day moving through the building like a lone ghost trapped in an abandoned house.
The only good thing that had stirred up some emotion in him was the video his men had sent him. He was very satisfied with the way they had beat up Jacob. And now he needed to check on Sheila and make sure she was okay.
He stopped outside her room, and just when he lifted his hand to knock on the door, he paused for a moment.
He wondered if this was the right time to talk about this. He reminded himself that that didn't matter. He just had to talk to her and make sure she was okay.
Rapping his knuckles against the
