LADY Frances sat in the passenger seat, her face pale and drawn, her mind no longer replaying everything Oswald had told her the night before, but now replaying the occurrence that had just taken place at The House. The car rumbled quietly as they made their way to Oswald's mansion. The weight of Carlson's betrayal gnawed at her, leaving her unsettled. She knew what Carlson had done, but it still didn't feel real. The lengths he went to undermine Oswald left her speechless.

"So, it was true. How could Carlson have done something like this?" Frances muttered, more to herself than to Lord Dino. "Oswald was right all along... and...