The cool wind from outside blows in through the half open door and sends my hair bouncing on top of my shoulders, I feel Turner’s gaze on me and it makes me uncomfortable. I can’t suppress the look of astonishment across my face for he is the last person I expected to see at my doorstep, how did he know where we stay and what does he want at this time or perhaps he has important information to share with us that he couldn’t do over the phone? “Mr. Turner…I…what are…is everything alright?” I struggle to find the right words to say. “I know I am very wrong for showing up unannounced but t’s a bit chilly outside, do you mind if I come in and we talk inside?” He requests. I quickly dart my eyes inside the house that looks like a dump site compared to Turner’s grand mansion, I can’t let him get
