She ushers me towards the door that's in front of the pool and types on a small screen. I look away and focus on a car I hadn't seen earlier. It's a shining black car. I could almost see my reflection on it.
"Come on in," Mrs Grand says as she walks into the house. I follow her inside and try not to gasp at the interior design. There are white and golden pillars in the centre of the house and I now finally see where the stairs from outside lead to; they join the ones inside the house.
To my left, there is a dining table in the distance. I'm assuming that door at the back leads to the backyard. In the far right there is an open door revealing white sofas that go around the room... or at least as far as I can see.
"This way," she leads me down a passage, "I want you to meet my son." I hav
