Chapter 9
“This looks like…” Bobby stared around, taking in the dark open space. “I’d say it’s an old ice house, the sort rich people used to keep their stores cold in, but…” He glanced back the way they’d come. “Why’s it so far from the house?”
Sam made a huffing sound. Old ruins arose from an embankment of trees. An older building had been the main residence sometime. Maybe the newer mansion had been a more recent edition, or this was all part of a bigger estate added to, or divided. The question was…Bobby edged inside and came across a metal walkway almost at once. He peered in, spied no one and nothing but rock walls and a series of dim lights. Stairs came off the platforms and headed downward. Ice houses weren’t usually this deep. He lifted his eyebrows to Sam who pulled back his li
