The sun had gone down from the sky, and the mansion's air was cool. A black sedan car drove into the compound, stopping in front of Nathan whom was at the top of the stairs, his face looking like it was carved out of stone. Gabriel and Anne were on each side of him, both of them dressed and acting like kings and queens of some old, dark, and solemn funeral. Natasha was to the left of Nathan and was leaning against a pillar. Her eyes were shining with a quiet victory which made Nathan's stomach turn.
The rear door of the sedan was opened with a swing. On the curb, the first person we see is a man of imposing stature and in a dark gray suit. He is the right hand of Natasha's father. The man is full of intention and control in every action he takes. By bending down he reaches into the car and then helps someone small to get out.
