19
Confrontation
Nathaniel Trower’s house had three storeys from what Emily could see as she made her way down the driveway with a bag slung over her shoulder. It looked like a cross between a farmhouse and a gothic mansion, stone walls topped with little ornamental parapets and fake battlements. There was even a tower room, from which she imagined the views were impressive.
The driveway swung around to the left, ending in a wide turning circle. The door was in a gloomy covered porch, giving the impression of walking into a cave. Emily knocked on the door then stepped back until she was standing outside on the drive, as though afraid the door might open to reveal a portal sucking her into a maelstrom of darkness.
It was an age before anyone answered. There was no sign of the dogs Natha
