Synopsis

The woman felt a hollowness bloom within her, a stark contrast to the hopeful anticipation that had led her to this moment. The Tabors, it turned out, were not as destitute as they had portrayed themselves; their generosity was a carefully constructed illusion. A sense of injustice settled upon her, and she knew, with a certainty that resonated deep within, that someone needed to rectify this deception. Lovejoy, ever attuned to the currents of right and wrong, would be the one to see it through.