Tanner Family Troubles 2

Jason Cross stepped into Veronica Hall's lavish home, his tailored suit impeccable even after a long day. The subtle scent of lavender and polished wood welcomed him as he scanned the warm, softly lit living room. His smirk played on his lips as his sharp eyes caught a familiar figure bustling in the kitchen.

"Nina," he greeted, his voice smooth and commanding, a subtle edge of curiosity curling through his words. The young woman turned, her petite frame outlined by the glow of the stovetop light. Her jet-black hair was pulled into a loose bun, with rebellious strands framing her delicate face. Her athletic figure moved with purpose, yet her usual spark seemed dimmed.

She normally did this kind of thing in the mornings while Jason and Veronica were at work... Something was wrong, it seemed…