Ivan nodded confidently. "Yes. They have firsthand knowledge of what happened all those years ago. I think they can provide us with some valuable insights."
As they reached a modest, well-kept house, Ivan led Vaughn up the stone steps to the front door. Ivan knocked, and within moments, the door opened to reveal an elderly man and woman. The couple greeted them warmly, their eyes reflecting years of experience and wisdom.
"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, this is Vaughn," Ivan introduced them. "He's been helping me with some investigations."
"Please, come in," Mrs. Anderson said, her voice soft and welcoming.
They stepped inside, and the aroma of freshly brewed tea filled the air. The house was cozy and filled with an array of family photos and memorabilia, giving it a warm, lived-in feel. The Andersons led them to a small, quaint living room where a tea set was already arranged on a wooden coffee table.
