The Mystery Beyond the Red Cliff Mountains [Part 3]
And yet, Lane knew something the ordinary citizens of the city didn't.
She knew about the shady deal Felberta had made with Brinda. She also knew that something about the rapid rise of Felberta's shop didn't quite add up.
That knowledge made it impossible for Lane to look at Felberta the same way everyone else did.
Whenever Felberta helped someone, Lane wondered what she stood to gain.
Whenever the woman showed kindness, Lane searched for an ulterior motive.
And whenever Felberta did something generous, another question crept into her mind.
Was she genuinely a good person?
Or was all that kindness nothing more than an elaborate act?
One afternoon, Lane stood on a rooftop across from the orphanage. Her black eyes followed Felberta as the woman stepped out of the building.
The evening sun bathed the streets in a warm orange glow. Children's laughter drifted over the orphanage walls, bright and carefree.
