Behind the Suit

tate, casting a warm orange glow over the manicur

rance, her heart racing with anticipation, her eyes fixed on the

eath, the massive wooden door to the main build

" he said, his voice as strong as his posture and

took in the lavish decorations in the mansion. Crystal chandeliers hung f

go about them, also letting her know of the rules and regula

ith lots of colours, toys and a picture o

s room her eyes so tender and soft like

ernoon Mr

mily knelt before Sophia made

I would be yo

deep hug as she has long missed her previous

ophia daily routine as he left to atte

Sophia a block. "Let's b

that filled the nursery. There were no sounds of laughter or musi

his face fixed "Miss Wilson, Mr. Thomp

ling towards sophia, smoothing out her dress. "Of cour

wanted to see her about. Was it something about Sophia's care, or

ws of dusty books and a massive wooden desk. Mr. Thompso

d, his voice low "I trust

cing. "Yes, Mr. Thompson.

thing clear: Sophia's care is of the utmost importance. I expect you to

son's gaze. There was something unsettling about his intensity

her voice so low that can'

ving hers. "Good. I'm glad we both ha

trapped in a web of secrets and lies. And at the center of it all w

nder: what secrets was Mr. Thompson hiding? And what lay behin