Chapter TwentyThe following day, Trevor stepped out of the car in front of the grandiose home of Millicent Belvedere's family. His feet crunched on the circular gravel driveway as he walked toward the arched entryway. Sunlight glinted off the windowpanes, and although dormant for the winter, the surrounding gardens were mulched and clean, without a stray leaf in sight. Two large yews pruned into precise squares stood guard on either side of the walkway.
Millicent’s parents had finally seen fit to schedule a meeting to discuss their daughter. What sort of people weren't concerned about a missing child, even one who was an adult?
Phillips had been disappointed not to be allowed to tag along, but Trevor knew better than to clutter the room with police officers. These were the sort of folks
