The Blackwood's 2

Nelson, stepping outside, felt a fleeting sense of escape from the man’s wrath. Yet, the man’s warning echoed relentlessly in his mind. Lost in his thoughts, he was jolted back to reality by the girl's intense stare. Immediately, a thought crept in: "I wish I could make her invisible to me. Her piercing gaze, the aura of vengeance she carries, and her presence altogether make me deeply uneasy."

Interrupting his thoughts, she asked, “Do you know where Ethan resides? Or do you know anything about him?”

Nelson, aware he knew more than he could safely reveal, hesitated. Suddenly, she turned sharply to face him and asked, “How did you know Ethan killed my parents?, because while in the mansion you mentioned his name and I remember no one mentioned the name to you”

Nelson let out a forced laugh. “You’ve clearly stayed in that haunted house for far too long. Even the immigrants in Courtner know Ethan, your father’s brother, is the prime suspect. The case was the talk of the town before it mysteriously went cold, and Ethan disappeared. Isn’t it obvious why your father didn’t question how I knew? The truth about your parents’ death is common knowledge. People assumed Ethan was either imprisoned or prosecuted, but only a handful know he’s out there somewhere, living his life.”

The girl nodded, processing his words.

Nelson, sensing her growing resolve, warned her, “Don’t speak to me in public. I won’t respond. I don’t want people thinking I’m crazy, talking to thin air.”

She looked at him with a tinge of disappointment but nodded in agreement.

Nelson then asked, “Did you really commit suicide, or were you assassinated?”

Her reply came sharp and cold: “Are we here to gossip or to accomplish a mission?”

Nelson apologized quickly. “Okay, I’m sorry. I just want to know more about the person I’m working with.”

She cut him off, “Do you know where we can find...