[Third Person].
Dennis stepped outside the house just in time to see the final proof he needed.
One of Wanda's personal servants hurried forward, gripping the heavy bag of coins as Wanda stopped beside the waiting car. Without a word, she let the servant take it, then lifted her dress and slid inside the vehicle with stiff, clipped movements.
The door shut tightly, and the engine turned. The car rolled forward and disappeared down the long estate road.
Dennis exhaled slowly, the tension finally loosening from his shoulders. "Good," he muttered. "Stay gone."
He was about to turn back inside when movement near the front grounds caught his attention. Two large coach buses remained.
Servants were guiding the women and children aboard, helping with steps, lifting baskets, and calling out gentle reminders. Dennis scanned the scene absently until his gaze snagged on the second bus.
