Chapter 15
At eleven o'clock that night, after the last guests had departed, Charlotte returned to her private study.
She sat at her mahogany desk, reviewing the final estate transfer forms that needed her signature.
A quiet knock sounded at the door, and Harrison stepped inside, holding a small silver tray.
"Ms. Vance, a courier delivered this package to the front desk a few minutes ago," Harrison said nervously.
"He insisted it be handed directly to you and refused to leave a name."
Charlotte looked at the tray; resting on it was a plain black envelope sealed with dark red wax.
The wax seal bore an intricate emblem of a raven holding a broken key—an emblem she had never seen before.
"Did security scan the package?" Charlotte asked, her instincts immediately heightening.
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"Yes, Ma'am," Harrison assured her. "It contains only paper documents."
Charlotte picked up the black envelope, using a brass letter opener to break the red wax seal.
