Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
Malachi's POV
I was looking for Sophie.
She'd disappeared after lunch. Said something about wanting to explore the mansion. But that was two hours ago and no one had seen her since.
I checked the library. The game room. The conservatory. Nothing.
The mansion was massive. Endless hallways and rooms I'd never been in. I took a turn down an unfamiliar corridor. Tried a few doors. Most were locked.
One opened.
I stepped inside. It was a smaller room. Cozy. Lined with bookshelves and comfortable chairs. But what caught my attention were the walls.
Pictures. Dozens of them. All framed. All carefully arranged.
Family photos spanning decades.
I moved closer. Started looking at them one by one.
There was Pa Wood. Younger. But still with that commanding presence. That sharp look in his eyes.
There were the children. Malachi. Travis. Sophie when she was tiny. Others I didn't recognize. Cousins probably.
