Chapter 6 - The Shadowed Lie
The moment Vincent’s polished leather shoes stepped onto the marble floor, six-year-old Olivia let out a sharp, ear-piercing gasp.
All three little girls covered their ears and ducked completely behind Grace, weeping in sheer terror.
Vincent paused, his cold eyes scanning the room before settling on Dominic with fake concern. "Dominic? Is everything alright? I heard a crash from down the hall."
Dominic turned slowly, his eyes tracking his stepbrother's every movement. For over a year, Vincent had controlled all security footage, guarded the estate, and managed the family's inner operations while Dominic mourned.
"Vincent," Dominic said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "Where were you the night Elena's car went down on Route 9?"
Vincent’s smile stiffened for a fraction of a second before he let out a dismissive chuckle. "I was at the docks handling the shipping manifests, brother. You know that. We reviewed the reports fifty times."
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"The reports you prepared," Grace spoke up suddenly, her voice steadying despite her pale face.
👉 What crucial clue had Grace noticed in the girls' bedroom earlier that morning?
