Chapitre 105: Madhouse

Sam tapped his cane on the floor with every step as we walked to the door of the mansion.

Derec stayed by the BMW; he didn't follow.

The door was wide open.

We stepped through the door into this huge, stunning atrium, stretching from the ground floor all the way up to the ceiling, with balconies on the upper floors overlooking the central area.

The flooring was made of marble tiles; there was a long carpet running through the center and light from outside came in through the glass ceiling.

Immediately, several distant family members, sitting on sofas in the center, threw glances at us.

Two kids were running around, making noise and racing past us.

It took just a second for a maid to approach us with a polite smile. 

She wore a fitted maid's uniform with a white apron over a short, dark blue dress, which hugged her figure a bit too tight. Her hair was styled in loose waves, and her makeup was done just right.