Lucia's plan B

Nadia hurried into the room and closed the door. She trod to the telephone, punched in her father’s number and waited impatiently for it to connect while biting her fingers, something she does when she is anxious.

Asher, who had long driven out of the Williamsburg estate, heard his phone ringing. He glanced at the ID and saw it was a call from the mansion. He ignored it at first, thinking it was from Uncle Roger. But when the phone rang for the third time, he decided to answer it.

“What is it?”

“Dad!”

“Screeeech!”

Asher immediately stepped on the brakes and pulled over.

“Nadia? Is that you?”

“Yes, dad! Hurry to the mansion. A bad man named… Lucian wants to kill people. He ordered an old man he called Uncle Roger to be sent away. Another old man passed out on the couch and Lucian was making fun of him. Hurry, he has the whole house under…”

“Crack!”

The door cracked open and Lucian leaned on the frame of the door with his hands folded on his chest.

“Are you calling your Papa