“I’m not going to kill you. Like you said, you are still my uncle. Once I have all the proof I need, I’ll hand you over to my father and let him decide your fate. I’m pretty sure you will die in his hands.”
With one last sneer, she stood up and left the room.
Lucinda was just a few feet away when she heard a miserable wail coming from the basement, followed by an ear-piercing scream.
It sounded refreshing to her ears.
She managed to sleep soundly that night.
However, she woke up the next morning to the sound of Abel’s frantic knocking at her door.
Lucinda climbed out of bed and padded across the bedroom. She opened the door to the sight of Abel’s red-rimmed eyes.
“Miss Simmons,” he said, choking on a sob.
“Pierre just called. He said that… Mr. Roberts… Mr. Roberts…”
Lucinda frowned.
“What’s wrong?”
Abel tried to swallow his grief.
“Mr. Roberts… He’s gone…”
Lucinda shook her head.
Gone? Impossible.
She and Nathaniel chatted for hours the other night, and he told her jokes all night. How could anything happen to him just one day later?
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She didn’t believe it.
“What do you mean? What trick is this?”
Abel sobbed.
“Pierre said that man in black you’re after intended to set a trap and kill you last night. Mr. Roberts learned about their plan, but he made Pierre promise not to tell you. Mr. Roberts went alone to deal with that group of people. but he didn’t… he didn’t come back…”
Lucinda took a step back. Her jaw dropped. Slowly, the shock on her face was replaced by a sneer.
“No! This is a trick. A childish game. A horrible man like him wouldn’t die so easily!”
Abel didn’t say anything. His lips trembled, and he burst into tears.
Lucinda was furious.