Arianne had not stepped into this estate for years. The last time she was here had been after her mother's funeral. No formal summons had been issued until now.
The estate appeared largely unchanged. Stone façade distinguished it from surrounding modern properties. The Conway crest carved into the archway confirmed the family's authority remained intact.
The remainder of the drive passed in silence. Gio sat beside her without speaking.
The car stopped beneath the covered entrance. An elderly butler approached immediately and opened the rear door.
"Miss Arianne, it has been some time," he said with a slight bow.
She studied his face. Familiar. His name did not surface.
