"Who is it?" She asks in a low tone with her face pressed against the door to hear the response.
"Is this Stone Garrison cottage?" The male voice asks.
India, a little reluctant, replies from behind the door. "Yes, may I ask who wants to know?"
"This is Mr. Gregory P. Garrison."
India wasn't sure she was hearing him correctly. 'Did he say Mr. Garrison?"
She decided to ask again. But before she could get it out, she saw the door being unlocked; she yelled out. "Wait! You can't just barge into someone's cottage!" It was too late; she immediately stepped back as the door was pushed open.
India stood there shocked in her short white robe. A tall Caucasian well-dressed man with dark, intense features entered. He steps aside as this elaborately well-dressed woman struts from behind anothe
