The room was silent as James Ferguson left the room.

It felt like a trail of smoke left behind after a fire.

Derek just stood still, still staring at the door where James had just left through.

He could not control the pounding in his chest as he replayed all what James had told him.

His son in law has been poisoned.

Ciel is now immobile.

And the person responsible was not someone hired to do the dirty job.

It was by his own blood. His elder brother, Rex.

Derek paced slowly across the creaking wooden floor, his mind trying to piece together the implications.

Well, he knew Rex to...