Clara placed the photograph on the dining table.
For several minutes, nobody spoke.
The young woman standing beside Margaret Voss looked no older than thirty. She had dark hair, delicate features, and a small silver pendant around her neck.
There was something familiar about her face, although Clara couldn't immediately identify what it was.
"Have you seen her before?" Arthur asked.
Clara shook her head.
"No. But I feel like I've seen that pendant."
Edward leaned closer.
"Let me see."
He examined the photograph, then frowned.
"Where did you get this?"
"It was displayed in Adrian's room. I saw it in the reflection of a glass cabinet before we left."
Edward looked at Eleanor.
"Do you recognize her?"
Eleanor stared at the photograph.
Her expression changed almost immediately.
"Where did you say you saw this?"
"At Adrian's place," Clara replied. "Who is she?"
Eleanor took a slow breath.
"Her name is Isabelle."
Edward looked at his wife in surprise.
