Chapter 2 - The Silent Alarm
Vincent gripped the tiny coat so tightly his knuckles turned white.
He looked up at Graham with eyes that promised violence.
He ordered Graham to bring the housekeeper back to the library immediately.
Graham did not ask questions.
He simply nodded and left the room.
Vincent paced in front of the fireplace.
His mind raced through a thousand impossible scenarios.
Julian had been killed in a brutal ambush by the Thorne crime family.
Vincent had personally identified his brother's broken body in the morgue.
Julian's infant son had vanished that same night.
Vincent had spent millions trying to find his nephew.
He had eventually accepted that the boy was dead too.
Now a random housekeeper's daughter was wearing Julian's childhood coat.
The library doors opened.
Leah walked in with her head bowed.
She looked terrified.
Vincent held up the navy coat.
He asked her exactly where she got it.
Leah swallowed hard and claimed she bought it at a thrift store in South Philly.
Vincent stepped closer to her.
He told her she was a terrible liar.
He demanded to know how she was connected to his dead brother.
Leah backed away until she hit the heavy wooden doors.
Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head.
She swore she did not know what he was talking about.
Vincent reached for his shoulder holster.
He was done playing nice.
Before he could draw his weapon, the estate's massive alarm system shrieked.
Red emergency lights began flashing through the library windows.
Graham burst back into the room holding a submachine gun.
He yelled that a dozen armed men had just breached the front gates.
They were not wearing police uniforms.
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Graham looked directly at Leah.
He said the attackers were screaming the housekeeper's name.
