CHAPTER 17He put his hand out to open his own front door, dropped it back to his side and took a long breath to give himself a little moral preparedness for whatever was going to happen now. So far, every time he had gone in the place or come out of it he’d run into something he did not expect. Whether the jinx was naturally on it or whether he had brought it with him was hard to say. Considering his landlord the owner, it was quite possible it was included in the lease, in which case it would not have surprised him to find the devil himself waiting in the reception room.
Or Elizabeth, he thought. She wouldn’t just walk out permanently. He opened the door and stepped in eagerly, the victim of hope and folly. She was not there. He swallowed his disappointment, cursing himself for being foo
