(Lena)
I left the office later than usual.
Cora had gone by the time I packed up and turned off the light in my office. The drawings were still on the conference table and I left them there. I'd deal with them in the morning. Right now I had one thing on my mind and it wasn't the guest cottage.
I went straight upstairs when I got home and knocked on Diane's door.
"Come in," she said.
She was on the bed with a mug of tea and her phone. She looked up when I walked in and took one look at my face and put both down.
"What happened?" she asked.
I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out my phone.
"Evelyn sent me something this afternoon," I said.
"The woman who retrieved the bag?" she asked.
"Yes," I said. "Watch this."
I handed her the phone with the video already open.
Diane watc
