Edgar Kroes always felt uncomfortable whenever he had to visit Elwood. It wasn’t a social visit, but then again, it never was. The Dunhams were a wealthy but very reserved family. In fifty years since they’ve moved to Emerald bay, not once were they seen mingling with the locals. If they wanted something, they would simply pay up some carefully chosen people to run their errands or do their biddings, and all that was done through Edgar’s office. Edgar didn’t mind. They paid him well enough for his services, making him the most successful attorney in town. So eccentricity was something the Dunham’s could easily afford, and eccentric they were. But questioning was not his job, nor was he encouraged to do so. He was only there to provide satisfactory answers, and so he did. After being politely greeted by the butler, at the mansion’s front door, he was guided to Silas Dunham office where he patiently waited. “Mr. Kroes.” A calm voice came from behind him. “I trust y...