The Bloodline Conspiracy

MAEVIA

I stared at Roland while my mind struggled to process what he had just said.

My mother's death had always been presented as a tragedy. Nobody had ever suggested it might be anything else.

I sat forward in my chair and gripped the edge of the table. Questions immediately flooded my thoughts.

"Why would my father believe that?" I asked. "What made him think Opal's death wasn't an accident?"

R