“We’re here,” the driver said once we’ve arrived near the entrance of The Eve, the bronze frames of the marble pillars on either ends of the huge wooden door shining malevolently against the sun’s slowly fading glow.
Beside me, Alexei was still deep in thought, staring out the window but I doubt seeing anything at all. When I cleared my throat, that was when he snapped out of his trance and glanced up at the towering mass of his old family mansion.
“We’re here,” he mumbled, repeating just exactly what the driver said moments ago and went out of the car, leaving me behind.
Immediately, I told Brooks to follow me and for the rest to run a quick check on the perimeter, see if there is anything that we should be aware of. The moment we stepped inside the foyer, the happy sounds of Alexei’s
