“Clearly, someone lied to you,” Douglas countered.

Rachel had stepped toward the side door, where little Sadie was still eating her snack, her face as white as a sheet.

“May I take Sadie home now, please?

This family business has nothing to do with my daughter.”

“Sadie is perfectly safe with Mrs.

Higgins in the sunroom, Rachel,” Walter said gently.

“Please sit down, because if Leonard is involved with this house, you and your child are already part of this mess.”

Rachel swallowed hard and took a seat near the window, keeping her hands clasped tightly in her lap.