Then Sonia saw the second figure.
At 11:47 PM, she slipped from her guest room. She wore a dark velvet dress that blended with the shadows. Her heart hammered against her ribs—not from fear, but from the thrill of discovery. She was no longer a girl; she was a spy. Lady-Sonia 17 10 27 Secretly Spying On His Aunt...
The candlelight went out.