The following morning, Clara arrived at the designated meeting place with Arthur and Aaron.
It was an abandoned private estate on the outskirts of the city, once used by the Delevon family for confidential business meetings.
The location had been changed twice since the previous evening.
Only four people knew the final address.
Clara, Arthur, Aaron, and the man they were waiting for.
"Are you certain this place is secure?" Arthur asked.
Aaron checked his phone.
"Our security team has inspected the surrounding area. There are no suspicious vehicles, and the entrance cameras are under our control."
Clara glanced at the empty driveway.
"Then let's wait."
Arthur studied her face.
"You haven't slept."
"Neither have you."
"I'm not the one who has to face a man who might hold the final piece of my family's past."
Clara gave him a faint smile.
"I've faced people far more dangerous than that."
"I know."
Arthur reached for her hand.
"That's why I'm worried."
