Adrian Hawthorne's expression changed slightly. There was only one family with the surname Spann in the entire village—Jacqueline Spann's. How could she have a letter from Tristone?
"Maybe she has relatives in Tristone," Adrian Hawthorne said casually.
The postman nodded. "That's what the little girl said, a relative. Well, I'm off now. Thanks for the tea."
"You're welcome. Take care!"
Adrian Hawthorne saw the postman off, his expression pensive. Phoenix Golding's family definitely had no relatives in Tristone; otherwise, she would have been bragging about it everywhere long ago. Vernon Spann wasn't from Tristone, either. Adrian had heard he was from some small county in Anvera Province.
'Where did this Tristone relative of Jacqueline Spann's come from?'
