Chapter 67

AVA

I sat in the dimly lit library, my heart pounding as I rifled through the stacks of old family records and documents. The mansion was asleep, but my mind was wide awake, driven by a single purpose: uncovering the truth about Eleanor and what she was hiding or better still, plotting.

Tamy had managed to help me gain access to these records, sneaking the key to the library from John’s study while he was distracted.

Mark had suggested the idea and right now he was around, ransacking the house downstairs for clues.

The Tysons had gone out for what I hope was an eventful family outing without me. And truthfully I was happy they didn’t invite me to their little gathering. I needed time to gather evidences and get Liam out of that place and time wasn’t by my side.

I knew that this was risky, and if anyone caught I and Mark, it would raise more than a few eyebrows, but I had to know more about Eleanor. Her behavior had been too calculated, her knowledge too specific. She wasn’t just a pa