knock! knock! knock!
"Come in,"
The door swung open, revealing the trio—all dressed in black mourning clothes.
Records already confirmed that both Daniel and Ethan were in the building when the fire broke out.
No bodies were found yet, but the CCTV footage showed that Daniel was inside his office when the entire floor went up in flames.
As for Ethan, there was no information at all, so I just told the authorities to declare him dead.
"Wait for me outside," I said, slipping on the black formal jacket I left on the chair.
Our ride to the cemetery was quiet. The road slowly gave way to rolling hills and tall, solemn trees lining the road.
By the time we arrived, the sun was half-hidden behind a thin layer of clouds, casting everything in a dull, gray light.
People were already gathered near the old Mercer mausoleum
It was massive, easily the size of a villa—and there was even an open space inside for gatherings.
