tremble.
“That you, Missy Cassie? Supper almost ready.”
“Yes, Chang,” her voice warbled.
“Missy Cassie, what wrong?” Chang asked when he entered the hall and saw Cassie.
“Oh, Chang,” Cassie threw herself into the arms of the wiry old man.
“There, there, you tell Chang what wrong.” Cassie told the man, who was more like a dear uncle than a servant, everything that had happened. “Where is this man? I find him and take care of him for you.”
“No, Chang. They will do something to Papa. I must play their game, unfortunately.”
“What will you do?”
“I will search McKenzie’s house tonight. He had a lot of papers scattered across his desk. Some of them were maps. If I don’t find what I am looking for there, then I will search his old office.”
“I go with you.”
“No, Chang. I can take care of myself.”
“You did a good job of it today, Missy Cassie.”
“I was not expecting him, Chang. Next time I will be ready, I can promise you that.”
Chapter 3
Mack was returning home from Gabe and Mikala’s after celebrating the news of the addition to their family. What started out as a family gathering turned into an impromptu party after several other couples had been invited, including Mikala’s brother Derek and his wife, Tessa. Gabe and Mikala’s good friends, Justin and Clarissa Southerby also came. Mikala and Derek’s aunt and uncle, as well as her parents had been present as well. Thorn Wulfe and his wife, Rebekah would have been there if they had not just welcomed a new child of their own into their family and were currently rusticating in the country. Thorn was the little brother of Mack’s best friend, Teddy, who was murdered last year saving Mack’s life in an assassination attempt.
Mack attempted to leave earlier in the evening, feeling claustrophobic amongst all the deliriously happy couples and their children, but all the men, except Gabe, pulled him in demanding to know why he was no longer acting director. Though they respected Presley, most of them had worked closely with Mack in the past and found it difficult to automatically trust another that easily. When he didn’t have a good answer, they turned on Gabe, and that is when he took the opportunity to slip out. Gabe’s coach dropped him off in front of his house.
He walked up the short walk and noticed a faint light moving back and forth in his den. On the alert, he moved stealthily to the servant’s entrance. The doors of his house were well-oiled, allowing him to slip into the house undetected. He stayed close to the wall as he moved down the hallway, so the boards beneath his feet would not squeak. Mack entered the study and allowed his eyes to adjust to the dim light. A single candle fluttered in the air on the desk, but he saw no one. He heard a muted, “Yes,” from behind the desk.
“Find something interesting?” Before he could comprehend what happened, a body fully encased in black barreled towards him, knocking him sideways. The person rushed past him, but he grabbed an ankle, causing them to fall to the floor. He tried to pin them down, but the person twisted and used their body in a manner Mack had never witnessed before. The next thing Mack knew, he was flying through the air, his head landing perilously close to the brick of the fireplace.
“Sir, are you all right?”
“Stop him, John!”
Mack slowly got to his feet as the intruder began fighting with John. John jabbed with his right arm, and the intruder lunged to avoid it, using John’s momentum to spin him around. The person pushed him causing John to crash into Mack. They fell in a pile of tangled arms and legs. The intruder raced into the hall. The men heard the door open and close as they tried to untangle themselves and regain their feet.
“Go! Go!” Mack instructed, as he slowly got to his feet, his
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