"What were you doing in the woods that day?" Miss Valois asked, her eyes fixed on her nephew. Suspicion had become second nature to her. If life had taught her anything, it was never to trust anyone completely, not even family.
"I went for a jog in the woods. Everyone does, aunt," Dave said, surprised by her question. "Why are you even asking that?"
"Because that place was out of bounds for all," she replied, fear flickering in her eyes. If he turned out to be the man she had been running from, then she would make him pay. But Dave was quiet, calm, and nothing about him matched the Patriarch.
"It was not out of bounds for staff. They said students were not allowed. You and I are not students. We both went there for the same reason or maybe different ones," Dave said, his voice sharp. "Wait, are you accusing me of something? Because it looks like you are."
"N-no," Miss Valois stammered, her eyes dropping to her desk to avoid his gaze. He was quick to sense something was wrong.
