Annabel's POV.

Still convinced he could get the culprit, Myron ran outside the house. I hurried over to the door and picked up the paper note.

I peeled it open and found my mother's obstetric report from years ago at the Crofwell Hospital. Twin females.

Myron stepped in, breathing heavily. He looked at me and said,

"I couldn't get to him. It seemed someone paid him to disguise as a servant and drop those notes."

When I didn't say anything, he came over and took the sheet from me. His eyes scanned through and then silence.

As if fathoming what I was thinking, he said, "It's not what you think,...