Chapter 3
Phoebe entered the small dwelling and took in the sights. Piles of books lined the entire right-hand side of the room. The nearest stack came to her waist and had a cup and saucer placed on it.
The Golden Fox waved his hand to show off the dark and dank place. “It’s not much, but then again, I don’t need much and am often not here.” He picked up a book off a chair nearest to him and hugged it. “If I’m perfectly honest, this place is more for the books than for me.”
Charley closed the door behind him, and it took him a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the low light. “This is definitely not what I expected.” He stepped over a few books piled on the floor and tried to find an open spot to sit down.
“I know it’s a bit dingy, but it has a certain charm to it. Well, it does to
