CHAPTER 21“I pushed the dresser across the door,” Philippa said. “It’s one of those big heavy Empire jobs and I don’t think it’s been moved for a hundred years. I tore off one of my fingernails.” She held her hand out. “And I damn near broke my back, getting it away this morning. Last night I was so petrified I could have moved mountains. And then…”
She looked away and made an unsuccessful attempt to laugh it off.
“…I slept with the shades down and the light on. What little sleep I got. I said I don’t believe in ghosts, but I didn’t take my eyes off the door, even with that monstrous object in front of it. I never was so glad to see daylight in my life.”
“Was somebody in the house?” Jonas asked quietly.
“That’s it—I don’t know. I don’t know whether it was somebody in the house, or out
