Chapter 3

I took the court summons and, through the pouring rain, made my way back to the Greene Manor I once called home.

The lawsuit ordered that all my electronic devices be confiscated.

I had to grab the encrypted hard drive from the study before the court carried out the seizure.

It held my research, with all traces of Baz's identity scrubbed from it.

The front door of the villa was left wide open.

Zea was seated at the pricey piano in the living room.

She hammered both hands onto the keys, blasting out a harsh, discordant chord.

The shrill sound…