At eight o'clock in the morning, Credence's villa in the suburbs was brightly lit.

He had stayed up all night, his eyes entirely bloodshot. He opened the door of the study and walked out. Suddenly, he heard Maria's quiet but exasperated voice from the guest room on the first floor.

"Miss Rosalie, you can't take all of Mrs. Scott's belongings away. What if Mrs. Scott needs these things when she comes back?"

Maria watched as Rosalie ordered people to move Dorothy's belongings away. She was furious.

This woman was Mrs. Scott's sister, and although she looked sweet and innocent, in truth, she was not a good person at all. She...