EPILOGUE
“Quite a sight, isn’t it?” I asked Danni. We were standing on the expansive third floor balcony that led directly from the massive master suite.
She leaned over the ornate railing. “Now I see why this place cost so much to build.”
Below us, the perfectly manicured lawns sloped gently down to the edge of the huge lake. The beach of white coral sand was adorned with deck chairs and umbrellas.
It was Independence Day and over two hundred people had been invited to our Fourth of July barbeque. Given the large number of guests the affair was being professionally catered under the watchful eye of Harold.
People milled about drinking cocktails on the lawns, or took advantage of the cool waters of the huge rock-pool off to the left. It was just before noon and the temperature was alr
