The sun shone brightly over the grand stone entrance of the Vance estate, casting a sharp light on the white legal papers held firmly in Evelyn's hand.

Evelyn hands them legal receipts proving they helped Nora steal her late mother's diamond necklaces years ago!

Aunt Beatrice stood completely frozen on the driveway, her face drained of all color until it matched the shade of a ghost. Her skinny hands shook violently, dropping her fake leather handbag onto the cold pavement with a dull thud. Beside her, Uncle Richard looked like he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. His fat jaw dropped open, and cold, greasy sweat poured down...