Chapter 5Emery had lived in Haydon Cliff most of his life. His father had been mayor for a number of years and their life had been a comfortable one with an upper-middle-class home in a very nice neighborhood a few blocks from the ocean. He acknowledged his privileges.
But he had never been to one of the cliffside mansions that directly overlooked the Pacific Ocean with stairs in the front yard leading down to beach access.
Until that afternoon when Matthias had driven up the long winding driveway and parked right in front of the double front doors of just such a home.
The outside Christmas decorations looked like something out of one of those holiday movies they showed on one of those heartwarming cable channels. Or maybe Christmas Vacation. There was red bows and gold and silver tinse
