Nora frowned. “There’s a master key cabinet in the downstairs office.”

Graham immediately called Dana. Twenty minutes later, they reviewed footage from the staff corridor. The camera did not show Nora’s doorway — Vanessa had known the angles.

But the electronic lock recorded every entry. Vanessa’s personal code had opened Nora’s room seven times in three months.

Graham stared at the access report. She had not merely threatened Nora. She had prepared to frame her.

Chapter 6 — Dinner

That evening, the dining room glowed with candlelight. A fire burned in the limestone fireplace. Vanessa wore a dark green dress and the engagement ring Graham had given her.

“You look tired,” she said.