Chapter 4 - THE MAN WHO WAS NEVER THERE

The darkness lasted only ten seconds.
But in the Ashford mansion, ten seconds was enough for everything to change.
Daniel stood frozen in Noahâs bedroom, one hand holding the old photograph, the other protecting his son.
Maya whispered:
âSomeone is inside.â
A small sound came from the hallway.
A footstep.
Then another.
Daniel immediately moved Noah behind him.
âStay here.â
Noah grabbed his fatherâs jacket.
âDadâŠâ
âIâm right here.â
Daniel opened the bedroom door.
The hallway was empty.
But the window at the end of the corridor was open.
Cold night air rushed inside.
Someone had escaped.
Daniel walked toward the window.
On the floor was a single object.
A black leather glove.
He picked it up.
Maya looked at it.
âThatâs not from anyone who works here.â
Danielâs expression darkened.
âNo.â
Because he recognized something.
A small symbol stitched inside the glove.
A silver wolf.
A symbol he had not seen in years.
But one person had worn it before.
His former business partner.
Victor Hale.
The man who had died six months before Emily.
At leastâŠ
That was what everyone believed.
The next morning, Daniel called a private investigator.
Marcus Reed arrived before sunrise.
He was one of the few people Daniel trusted.
âI checked the security system,â Marcus said.
âThe missing footage wasnât deleted from the computer.â
Daniel looked confused.
âWhat does that mean?â
âIt was removed from the original source.â
âSomeone physically accessed the system.â
Marcus nodded.
âAnd whoever did it knew exactly what they were doing.â
Daniel looked at the footage again.
The mysterious man.
The missing 47 seconds.
The fall.
Everything connected.
âFind him.â
Marcus looked at him.
âDaniel, are you sure you want to open this?â
Daniel stared at the picture of Emily.
âMy son almost died yesterday.â
A pause.
âAnd my wife might have been murdered.â
Marcus understood.
The investigation had begun.
Meanwhile, Lauren sat in the mansionâs private lounge.
Her hands were shaking.
She wasnât crying.
She wasnât scared about Noah.
She was scared because Daniel was asking questions.
A man entered the room.
The same man from the security footage.
Lauren looked up.
âYou were supposed to fix this.â
The man closed the door.
âI did.â
âNo, you didnât.â
Her voice became angry.
âHe survived.â
The man remained calm.
âHe wasnât supposed to.â
Laurenâs face turned cold.
âYou promised me nobody would find out.â
The man stepped closer.
âThey wonât.â
Then he placed a small envelope on the table.
Lauren opened it.
Inside was a copy of the old photograph of Emily.
Her eyes widened.
âWhere did you get this?â
The man smiled.
âYour problem isnât the boy.â
May you like
He leaned closer.
âYour problem is that Daniel finally started looking.â