"Is there a restroom here?"
"There's a simple one up ahead. Want to go?"
"No way." Cecilia Adler's gaze returned to her drawing.
Just then, a voice, weathered by time, called out.
"Cecilia."
Cecilia Adler looked up. It was Old Mr. Shaw, with Ronan Shaw by his side, along with the girl she had seen with Ruth Shaw last time.
"Fancy meeting you here." Old Mr. Shaw beamed. "Why did you run off last time you saw me? I've been wanting to find you again, but your dad insisted I let you cool down for a bit. I've been hoping every day that you'll come back to the Shaw family. When are you coming home? I'll throw you a welcome party and introduce you to all our relatives."
The smile on Cecilia Adler's face gradually faded. She closed her sketchbook and said, "A welcome party? How many relatives do we have?"
Ronan Shaw could tell she was setting a trap.
He nudged Old Mr. Shaw, signaling him not to say any more.
