Scott POV
'Who had the stained hands?' I asked, thinking of two possibilities.
'A young maid who has been in the mansion about a year now. I am researching her background when we reach the palace.' Well, that was not one of my possibilities. Have I missed something?
'How young?' I suddenly asked, unsure where I was going with this, just a thought fleeting through my mind.
'Sixteen.' Ben was fiddling with his phone, and then mine made the sound that said I had received a message.
'I have sent you a photo of her and her hands.' I am glad he had the presence of mind to do that, the ever-efficient Ben. It is like he was able to think fast, even under pressure.
When I opened the photo of the young girl, I had to blink twice to ensure I was not seeing things. This girl looked like she was
