Chapter Three
Allan’s house took some finding, that was for sure, even with the nav system in my little Mercedes GLA sport-utility guiding me along the twisty roads that wound around the outskirts of Runyon Canyon in the Hollywood Hills. I turned off Franklin just a block before I got to the landmark Magic Castle, then followed Outpost Drive farther up into the hills, winding around until at last I reached Carlton Crest. My destination was located at nearly the end of the street, meaning the property faced out toward downtown…and that it probably had a spectacular view. As I’d driven over here from Santa Monica, I’d found myself wondering whether the house would really be suitable for hosting the kind of party he probably wanted, but as I pulled into the driveway and looked up at that sle
