Chapter 21Spring Lake
February 10, Friday morning
The house was an old Victorian in Spring Lake that screamed money. The sign on the mailbox read Dr. and Mrs. Grayson Grey, Sr. Enzo thought Gray’s grandmother was a picture perfect grandmother out of central casting. Her white hair was wrapped in a bun. She wasn’t fat, just a little bit round, and she wore a stylish pantsuit. Grandfather Grey was perhaps a bit older than Grandma. He seemed stern, but welcomed them inside.
Enzo wanted all of this to go well for Gray. Grandfather Grey took them into a living room decorated with antiques that had two bay windows. One overlooked a dormant garden with a fountain, the other fronted on the square. The house had been kept up and despite their age both of his grandparents looked to be in perfect
